“Well, yes, but that doesn't stop me from changing my mind. It's simple: I don't want to cooperate with you anymore. Actually, using your corpses is the same as using the Abyss's corpses."

"Besides, I just want to experience what it feels like to be a weapons dealer. As for profits, I really don't care. After all, I really don't need to do business with you."

The old man nodded, acknowledging Lin Mo's statement. He could understand it, but that didn't mean he could accept it! It was clear that the council was at a disadvantage!

"Then, do we still have a chance to cooperate? I don't know what you like, but it would be best to adopt peaceful methods."

The old man didn't know what he had that could move Lin Mo. After all, in a sense, they were now a defeated nation. They were not equal at all.

Although it seemed like child's play now, it was actually because those monsters were too strong. There was no time to react, and they had already been defeated.

That terrifying combat power reminded him of a creature that once existed: a dragon! Or rather, a pure-blooded dragon, which might have that outrageous physical combat power.

Their defense was so high that they simply ignored magic, and their speed was so fast that they could cross the spell's attack range in the blink of an eye.

And those blades could cut anything in two.

Even a dire dragon might not be able to beat them.

"Hmm..." Lin Mo tapped her chin, and a flash of inspiration suddenly struck her.

Her big eyes shone like stars.

"How about you let me sit in your seat for a couple of days? That way, we'll be one family! Then the Abyss attacking you is the same as attacking me! All the weapons will be available for you to try for free. How about it? Isn't it great?"

"..." Great? Great your... %￥%#!

How could there be such a thing? Give you my seat? Then what value is there here? If there's no council, then what...

No! It doesn't seem bad!

This is equivalent to getting a bodyguard for free...

Actually, this is just a nice way of putting it. To put it bluntly, this is a military occupation. It's like being a five-star emperor?

"It's not impossible... it's just..."

"Relax, I actually know. You can continue as usual. I won't interfere with your normal work, and I don't have any outrageous demands. I just want the corresponding rights, just the rights for living here."

As for those rights related to work, Lin Mo wasn't interested. With that effort, she might as well sleep comfortably.

"..." The old man pursed his lips. Now that things had been said to this point, did he still have a chance to refute? Probably not. Besides agreeing, what other choice did he have?

It seemed like he didn't.

"Okay, I promise you. Then your..."

"Relax, the little monsters have stopped. You can go back now. I'll go back to find you later. Oh, and remember to make me a copy of your outfit too. That guy will tell you the specific data."

As she said that, she pointed to the old headmaster standing aside. The old headmaster also nodded in cooperation, even though he didn't know anything. But if the empress said it, then it was said.

Huh? Wait a minute! Why did I call her empress?

Forget it, that's not important...

Why isn't it important! This is super important!

...The empress's smile is so cute...

...

"Yes."

Waving her hand impatiently, "Hurry up and leave. With you here, these people don't dare to talk to me. Leave quickly."

"...Yes, Speaker."

Lin Mo acted as if she hadn't heard, and waved her hand helplessly, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Okay, he's gone. You don't have to be so restrained. Well, that old fart's temper is indeed quite big. Oh right, you can go back now. Just leave Hokarlin here."

So the old headmaster also left.

Only the little fat pig who kept wiping his cold sweat was left, too panicked to dare to look Lin Mo in the eyes. It was too terrifying. How could there be such an unpredictable person like a devil?

Completely doing things according to her own preferences, just because of some dissatisfaction...

"Hey, little fat pig, will our deal continue?" Lin Mo smiled, playing with the strands of hair hanging in front of her chest, playing with them in the sunlight, although it was fake sunlight.

"B..."

She made a sound, and then it was as if something was stuck in her throat, and she pressed the pause button.

Lin Mo was still smiling.

She raised her little hand and patted the other party's belly. It was quite soft, but still a little worse than Hokarlin's.

"Oh right, there's one thing you might not know. I really hate broken promises."

Pause turned into play, and the little fat pig immediately collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

"...I understand."

"Oh, it's here."

The sound of air being torn, as if something heavy was falling.

Actually, something really did fall.

That's right, it was Little White.

*Bang—*

With Lin Mo's manually added sound effect, a heavy object slammed heavily on the fake sky.

That is, on the surface of the cave.

A dog-shaped hole was made just like that.

*Splat*, it fell not far from Lin Mo's feet, about three meters away.

Cracks as thick as fingers crawled all over the stone slab ground.

A groan, plaintive and a little excited, sounded. It was like a mute dog whose tail had been stepped on, wanting to cry out but not having the ability to.

It could be said that listeners shed tears and hearers were saddened.

"Ah, Little White, are you okay!"

Lin Mo was smiling, but she was saying caring words.

Little White felt that it was no longer itself. Moreover, how could there be stars during the day? But it had survived!

Yay!

However, was that the voice of a demon just now? So familiar... yet so strange, like... but Little White was sure that it was definitely not a demon human.

It wanted to move, but its whole body ached as if it had been beaten, and it couldn't muster any strength at all.

But... it seemed like its tongue was saved.

However, it seemed that Lin Mo had no intention of saving it, and the others naturally didn't dare to move, each of them lowering their heads like docile quails.

"Hey, go down and bring Little White up."

"Ah, us?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

Here, it must be mentioned that, apart from the scholars who studied magic essence, the others seemed to have inexhaustible strength. Their physical fitness was completely unlike that of researchers.

Come to think of it, those who draw formations have to run a few steps every day, otherwise the circuit inspection won't pass.

"Wait a minute! Isn't this! Isn't this a snow wolf from the mother star? The fur of this one looks like it's from the royal family!"

"Oh? Then you mean..."

"Shh! Stop arguing and do your work honestly."

Several people worked together to drag Little White, who was as heavy as a dead dog, up.

Little White, sticking out its tongue and squinting, looked a little silly and cute.

"Little White? Get up quickly!"