Supremacy Games

1429 The Negativity Fuelers.

"Please."

The Maid gestured with her hand politely the moment they had arrived in front of a closed-shut red wooden door...Then, she took her leave.

Knock Knock!

Boss Alves knocked twice and opened the door gently before asking for permission. "May I come in?"

"Enter."

Boss Alves went forward and closed the door behind him. He looked in front and greeted, "I am grateful for the invitation, Duke."

Duke Humphrey made an acknowledgment noise as he sat at his desk, his tall, imposing figure silhouetted against the vast window that framed the skyline of Astralis city.

With his back to the entrance, he seemed engrossed in the world outside, his silver-streaked hair catching the room's ambient light.

The meticulous arrangement of his office, from the aged tomes to the ornate artifacts, reflected a man of order and discipline.

Yet, there was an air of contemplation about him, as if the weight of the city's matters pressed heavily on his shoulders.

With how Karra described her abuse, no one would ever paint the image of a villain capable of such a heinous crime on this dignified elder.

"Sit." He ordered, turning his chair slowly to face Boss Alves.

Boss Alves sat down in front of him and remained silent, his heartbeats increasing in speed, but his expression remained unfazed.

"First, how are you treating my previous servant's dilemma? Is she on the streets?" Duke Humphry asked.

"As I have told you before, I have already blacklisted her master, which made her stay on the streets for a couple of weeks." Boss Alves shook his head, "Unfortunately, my plan was foiled with that Lunatic detective Sanae's intervention. She has hired the boy and allowed him to stay in her place with his servants."

"In conclusion, she isn't on the street and nowhere near getting kicked out, correct?" Duke Humphrey narrowed his eyes.

the excuses brought out

at the moment, investing the best of my people." Boss Alves replied,

it, this issue involves you as much as it involves me."

chill course on his spine after asking the question, already knowing that the answer was bound to ruin his

wrong

Fueler. She

out of

that it was weird for Duke Humphrey to focus on a little servant this hard, but he didn't expect the

Fuelers never survive the process and always end

he had overseen

memory was still vivid

***

Three Decades Ago...

atop a raised platform,

were bound, their once

spirit, with thin tendrils drawing

not a silent one; the chamber echoed with the harrowing cries and wails of these spirits as they underwent unbearable pain

trapped in horrific mental simulations, their expressions reflecting

in the horror

body shivered in fear and doubt as he continued hearing those harrowing wails, making him feel like his entire body was thrown

where we get our negative energy to create fallen specters, this is how." Duke Humphrey was standing next to him,

as stern and unmoving as ever like the pitiful screams of the spirits below meant nothing

are your own servants...How

stay under me wasn't going to be a pleasant experience in the slightest and law enforcers wouldn't be

not my fault that their greed

a straight face, he is a madman...He is actually

Duke's reasoning, but on the exterior, he was

poor servants believed that the moment they work under an Ethereal Elder, their lives would be set and they could even

the dangers? All of them were willing to suffer some pain under him,

to work under him if they

be surviving some of his angry rants or beatdowns, something many servants were already used to it under

this...Not