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.

excuses brought out by Boss Alves and was more interested in only

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

on it, this issue involves you as much as it involves me." Duke Humphrey

Alves suddenly felt a chill course on his spine after asking the

wrong

Fueler. She had seen too much and knows too much."

wonder he is attempting to kick her out of the plane!' Boss Alves

Duke Humphrey to focus on a little servant

never survive the process and always end up wishing to be kicked out of

he had overseen a negative energy

memory was still vivid to this

***

Three Decades Ago...

a raised platform, overlooking the dimly lit, vast

Negativity Fuelers were bound, their once vibrant auras

contraptions surrounded each spirit, with thin tendrils drawing out wisps

chamber echoed with the harrowing cries and wails of these spirits

to be trapped in horrific mental simulations, their expressions reflecting

in the horror

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

we get our negative energy to create fallen specters, this

as stern and unmoving as ever like the pitiful screams of the spirits below meant

but, those are your own

their stay under me wasn't going to be a pleasant

that their greed for Lumus outweighed their sense

straight face,

Duke's reasoning, but on the exterior, he was nodding his head

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

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

to work under him if they had any idea that his

assumed that it would be surviving some of his angry rants or beatdowns, something many servants were already

not this...Not this