Losa did not speak.

He hesitated.

If he weren't so uncertain, he felt it would be easiest to simply destroy Elise physically.

There was no need to worry about what kind of disaster this Abyss Lord who could reach the human world might cause in the future.

"What exactly have you done to me?"

Elise's face suddenly showed a hint of surprise.

She could feel her concealed enmity toward this human wizard rapidly diminishing.

The invisible yet real Power of Rules was altering her perception.

Even in her unprecedentedly weakened state, this terrifying power that could twist her perception would terrify her even at her peak.

This was completely different from her initial thought that it merely restricted her from attacking Losa.

"You may leave; wait for my summons. I will find you if needed in the future."

Losa waved his hand. Since he couldn't restrict her abilities, he might as well be straightforward and let her go.

Anahad, his face flushed, couldn't help—seeing the two restrain their aura—says, "We can't let her go."

Elise's eyes grew cold; already in an extremely depressed mood, she now wished she could crush this vile insect into pulp right in front of Losa.

Losa's expression remained unchanged, and he said nonchalantly, "Ah, yes, I promised this Demon Hunter to protect his sect. I'm a man of my word, so..."

Elise looked at Anahad with hatred, forcing a flattering smile on her face: "Since it's your intention, of course, I will comply. In a world with such powerful wizards like you, I'd prefer to stay in the Abyss and not come out easily."

Losa waved his hand indifferently.

Elise immediately re-entered Hanna's body. Hanna suddenly opened her eyes, glared fiercely at Anahad again, gave Losa a perfunctory salute, and then hastily left.

If possible, she would prefer not to see this detestable human wizard for the rest of her life—though he is quite charming, he could certainly help her expand her territories in the Abyss as a consort.

Wait a minute!

Although I preside over love and desire, I am not like the lecherous Enchanting Demon; how did I come to have such frightful thoughts?

Could this also be the power of the rules?

Elise's steps became more hurried as she left.

She was eager to test whether the further she got from Losa, the less she would be affected.

...

In the room.

The lights flickered.

Anahad spoke with some concern to Losa: "Thank you for those final words, but what I want to know is..."

Losa shook his head, interrupting his question: "I know what you want to ask, but the binding I put on this Demon isn't deep. I can't guarantee she will truly give up on taking revenge on you."

Anahad, somewhat unbelieving, said, "But this Demon was clearly terrified of your methods before."

Losa sighed lightly, having no interest in explaining, and simply said, "I give you a suggestion: whether Elise chooses revenge or not, better to relocate your sect from Warsaw."

"Your suggestion is very reasonable."

Anahad remained silent for a moment and whispered, "Even though we didn't achieve our aim this time, I still have to thank you for your help. Without you, I would have been killed by this unsealed Demon."

"Mm."

Losa felt a sense of fatigue, dealing with a devious Demon like Elise in a battle of wits and playing the role was also quite exhausting for him.

Anahad said quietly: "Then I'll take my leave."

"Mm."

Losa waved his hand.

"Hold on a bit."

Prajna stopped Anahad: "Sire, you forgot something, haven't you?"

"Oh right!"

Losa suddenly realized.

He pinched his brow and forced himself to ask: "As you've seen, Demon Hunter, due to my frequent study of Dark Magic, my spirit has been somewhat eroded."

"I want to know, how do you Demon Hunters deal with the erosion of your spirit by Demonic power?"

Anahad paused, then spoke: "Even a wizard as powerful as you would suffer from erosion?"

Losa gave a sound of acknowledgment: "The erosion I face is far stronger than you imagine."

Anahad lowered his head, a trace of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "We don't have any special means to counter it; we simply practice a Meditation Method, continually training to enhance our spiritual power — this method is not uncommon among wizards, so you might be disappointed."

"Is it still about enhancing spiritual power?"

Losa frowned.

"I understand, you may go now, and hopefully, we'll have a chance to meet again in the future."

He waved his hand, spatting the usual pleasantry, watching Anahad leave.

Furinjira gave a snort and said, "I thought it would be something special; I was even thinking of launching a project on it."

Losa responded helplessly: "It's not entirely useless; at least it gives me a lead. I should try to ask Anna for a Meditation Method, but I haven't figured out what to exchange as a bargaining chip."

Furinjira sighed softly: "Master, prepare yourself for disappointment. The Meditation Method is slow to take effect and still far slower than your leveling speed—it might take a year to boost just a few points."

Prajna said softly, "Is that why you sleep every night?"

Furinjira's face stiffened: "Meditation is practically useless, and the longer we from the Blood Race sleep, the stronger we become—like the Ancestor, who spends ninety percent of the year asleep."

"Heh."

Prajna gave a somewhat mocking smile, then said, "This time you should feel some urgency as well, as we couldn't even be sure of killing such a weakened Demon."

Furinjira also expressed some frustration: "Right, otherwise our master wouldn't have had to arduously pretend with this genderless eunuch Demon."

She showed a resolute expression, seemingly making a firm decision: "Master, you'll have to work harder to earn money so I can upgrade."

Losa rolled his eyes, that's your firm resolution?

Prajna snorted softly: "In terms of combat ability, Jeanne is far superior to you, it's better to enhance me to provide our master with better protection."

Losa, already exhausted, looked at these two with some helplessness.

Seeing Captain Hog about to speak, he couldn't help but hold his forehead in distress, saying, "You too?"

Captain Hog said awkwardly, "Don't worry, Master, I just want to make a request: every time I seize spoils from an enemy's merchant ship, allow me to use a portion for upgrades."

After speaking, fearing Losa's dissatisfaction, he added: "Master, you know, I am at least the strange ruler of the Mediterranean, the most feared Catastrophe of the Ocean in sailors' tales, today just treated like a lackey, I can't swallow this indignation."

Losa nodded slightly helplessly, "Sure, as long as it's just your share of the spoils, there's no problem with that."

The reason he hadn't put all his money into his followers' upgrades was purely a matter of the disparity between cost and output.

He needed to manage his territory and continuously acquire wealth.

Rather than just a one-time deal, piling all the money on one follower.

Moreover, the further a single follower is enhanced, the higher the cost, and the lower the cost-effectiveness.

Even with all the wealth Losa had ever possessed, he could only elevate one Six-star to the first full level of elite.

Besides, making them elite required special materials, which had been modified in this world, and Losa hadn't had time to experience it yet.

After all, none of his current followers was fully leveled to meet the elite requirements.

"Rest early today, Furin, remember to find someone to notify Archbishop William and say the thief has been caught."

"Tomorrow, after I have an audience with Your Majesty, I'll set out for Eira Port, where the local chiefs of Alan Del still need to be dealt with. Handling them should yield some money."

Losa pinched his brow again, the expense this time was considerable.

Continuing this role-play, he felt if he chose to turn against Elise in the end, he might not even have enough spiritual power to use the Holy Spear.

The "Dark Lord" is indeed useful, but its intimidation is not as reassuring as the actual enhancement of one's strength.

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