"Hmm, it feels like your willpower is stronger than Alger's, he submitted when he lost 3 fingers, I don't know if that was cowardly or smart…

Let's see how many fingers would I have to cut off before you submit.

This should be an interesting experiment..."

Seeing the disdainful look in his eyes, Heath knew he wasn't kidding. The dagger's numbing effect has already started its effect and he can't move his arm anymore.

Even if he could, there was no way he would have won against this man. He had somehow gained a little confidence when he saw his cultivation was only at Master Stage.

But this man is a monster!

Even though he was just at Master Stage, the way he fought and overpowered him made it look like he was an Expert Stage Cultivator!

What a Freak!

However, as a Marquee, how could Heath be willing to be someone's slave?

His eyes then fell on the three assassins following this man and his eyes brightened.

"What are you three doing!? Why aren't you saving me!? Although he might be a little strong, I believe with the three of you working together, you can deal with him!

One! You can even kill Expert Stage Cultivators right!? Then why aren't you fighting him!? Could it be that you are afraid of a Master Stage Cultivator?"

"…"

An unusual silence descended on the room after Heath's words.

"..."

"…Are you… dumb?"

Nux questioned with a confused look on his face, did he hit his head too hard?

"W-What?"

"Can't you see they are following me? Look how they are standing, does it look like they even intend to stop me? No right? Of course not. Why would they stop me? They are my slaves as well"

"Y-Your Slaves?"

"Yes, One, Two, Three, all fifty of them, Alger as well, all of them are my Slaves. Only you are left.

Do you understand it now? Don't think I won't kill you because I want you as my slave, if worse come to worse, you will die while being tortured and I will find someone to replace you as the new head of this Marquees house.

Your greatest trump card is already mine, so it doesn't matter if you give up or not. You'll just increase my work a little, that's it."

Seeing that nonchalant attitude, Heath's will to resist him dimmed.

It was true, his trump card, the assassins were already under him, and he was pretty much worthless.

His only worth was that he was needed as a 'face', the head of a Marquees house my ass, that was only a title and it is very easy to replace a 'face'.

"A-Are you from the kingdom?"

Heath questioned.

With the assassins on his side, he had already given up. He just wanted to confirm something.

"Yes. The kingdom send me since your progress wasn't on par with our expectation."

Then without wasting any time, Nux took out a normal dagger before placing it on his index finger.

"Well, this will be the last time I will ask this without hurting you, are you willing to be Slave?"

Heath's face twitched, 'Without hurting you my ass! I can't move my right hand, and my head is still hurting from that kick! How dare you say without hurting me!?'

However, he did not say that out loud and quickly gave up.

"Yes, I am willing to be your slave"

"Good"

A smile appeared on Nux's face when he heard him, he then finally removed his mask and took a deep breath.

"Haahh… it's finally done. What a long night…"

"Y-You…"

However, just after he revealed his face, Heath was given another shock.

He recognized that face…

He was…

"Nux Leander. You sent your assassins after me and my Edda."

"Y-you are not from the kingdom!"

"…"

Again, silence descended on the room after his words ended.

"You really are dumb huh…" Nux muttered as he glanced at Heath with a blank look.

"One! He's not from the kingdom! He fooled you! Atta- AAAGGGHHHHHHHGHHH!!!"

Heath wanted to stand up and attack Nux but then he was assaulted by the agonizing pain and fell to the floor.

"It's getting really repetitive huh…"

While Heath was rolling on the floor, screaming in pain, Nux muttered with a nonchalant look.

Within just one night, he had already seen countless people screaming in pain like this…

Actually, he was getting bored with this, it would be a lot better if he was with his Fel, Skyla, Lane, or Edda.

Well, whatever, he was handsome and a responsible man, he needed to work hard to secure his future. This little sacrifice was needed.

Not that he wasn't rewarded for his hard work, he now got control over 2 Marquees' houses plus the Assassins which are a lot stronger than these Marquees' houses.

However, that wasn't his real gain, his real gain was Thyra.

With a peak Grand Master Stage Assassin as his slave, it won't be long before he becomes a Grand Master.

With that, it would be easy for him to defeat an Expert Stage Cultivator and he might even be able to fight against a King Stage Cultivator.

However, he will not rape her.

He won't repeat that mistake.

He will use the approach he always had, combining it with his [Craving Touch], this will be easy peasy!

"Umm…"

While Nux was still thinking about all this, he felt someone patting his shoulder, he turned around and saw Thyra looking at him as she then pointed at Heath who was still rolling all over the floor, screaming in pain.

"Oh… I forgot about him…"

Nux muttered before he walked towards Heath.

Thyra's mouth twitched but deep inside her, she also liked seeing this piece of shit being tortured like this.

'He deserves it'

After a while, Heath stopped rolling on the ground, he had learned how this worked and swore in his heart that he would never think about betraying his Master.

"Alright, get some rest, you have 10 minutes, after that, take me to your army head and other important members of your army."