Landlord World - Start with SSS talent-Chapter 49: Raito - food reserve??

At this moment, countless hexagonal magic symbols enveloped Zhisse, forming a structure resembling a honeycomb.

The light radiating from it gave Noan a mystical and divine sensation as if he were about to witness a miracle unfold before his eyes.

[Ding! Evolution successfully. You received Assassin Spider - Rank E.]

The honeycomb-like shell, composed of numerous intricate magic symbols, gradually faded away, revealing a small spider within.

Noan noticed that Zhisse had grown in size and shrunk to about the size of a tennis ball, which left him puzzled.

However, upon recalling its name—"Assassin Spider"—Noan immediately felt reassured.

If its body were too large, it would be inconvenient for tracking and assassinations. Its small size was not an issue as long as it possessed great power.

Noan opened Zhisse’s status panel and began to examine its details.

…

Name: Assassin Spider

Rank: E

Level: 1

Description: The Assassin Spider possesses a small body yet wields immense power. Notably, its silk can transform into lethal weapons.

With its tiny physique, it excels in tracking and has an exceptional assassination capability. Even D-rank monsters find it difficult to detect its presence.

…

Noan looked at the status panel, slightly disappointed that Zhisse was not a mutated monster.

If it had been, its power would have been far greater than this.

However, this was still fine. He still had the opportunity to strengthen Zhisse even further.

This was only the beginning.

Krit! Krit!

Zhisse crawled onto Noan’s hand, settling neatly in his palm.

At this moment, Noan could see its body.

It was only the size of a tennis ball, but the patterns on its body had completely vanished, replaced by a sleek black skin.

However, this skin was rather peculiar. When Noan moved it into the shadows, it became completely invisible to his eyes.

He would have thought it had disappeared if he hadn’t felt Zhisse nudging its head against his palm.

It was truly born to be an assassin.

Still, Noan smiled, knowing he had also gained something valuable.

He raised his hand, and a thread thinner than a strand of hair shot out from his fingertip. Naturally, he could control it at will.

With a flick of his wrist, the thread instantly wrapped around a wooden pillar three meters away. Then, he yanked it back sharply.

Whoosh!

A sound of friction echoed. Although Noan had retracted the thread, a deep cut—around 20mm—had already been etched into the wooden pillar.

While the depth wasn’t significant, it was important to remember that this was solid wood.

If this thread were to wrap around someone’s neck, even if it didn’t sever their head completely, it would still leave a fatal wound.

Not only did this newfound power manifest, but Noan could also feel his physical strength increasing significantly.

This sensation was even more pronounced than when he had fused to create the Skeleton Hunter, the Swordsman, or the Shielder.

’It seems that hero evolution provides far greater benefits to me than soldier fusion.’

Clenching his fist tightly, Noan felt his strength had now reached nearly five times that of an average person.

Moreover, he possessed various other abilities, particularly those related to Zhisse’s silk manipulation and the reinforced skin of Urlgan.

Additionally, he could tap into a portion of Urlgug’s magic, though due to the limited energy within his body, he couldn’t fully utilize those spells.

However, Noan deemed this much to be sufficient.

Just as he was about to say something, a loud knocking erupted at the door.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

Noan furrowed his brows, but Zhisse reacted even faster. Its aggressive stance suggested it was ready to tear apart whoever was knocking.

However, Noan immediately grabbed it, speaking softly, "Don’t be hasty. Hide inside my coat for now."

Zhisse glanced at Noan’s collar, hesitating briefly before swiftly burrowing inside.

Noan put on a black cloak to further conceal Zhisse. Even without it, Zhisse could blend in perfectly, but an extra layer of precaution was always a good idea.

He hurriedly opened the door, only to be met with a towering, muscular man over 180 cm tall, dressed in a simple t-shirt, standing right outside.

Behind him stood an Orc with green skin matching the man’s height, gripping a hefty wooden club.

Noan’s brows knitted together as he spoke with a hint of doubt, "You are…"

"Hahaha… so you’re the new Lord?" The man laughed heartily. "Allow me to introduce myself—I am Raito."

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After his introduction, Raito glanced around before stepping closer, slightly leaning down due to Noan’s shorter stature of 175 cm.

Then, in a hushed voice, as if wary of eavesdroppers, he said, "I am the leader of a faction of Lords planning to overthrow Hawke’s group."

Noan’s eyes flickered with surprise as he quickly responded, "Really? You… you’re not afraid of him?"

Seeing Noan’s expression—a mixture of worry, fear, and a tinge of excitement—Raito inwardly scoffed.

He loved prey like this the most.

Give them hope, make them believe they have the power to achieve something they once deemed impossible.

Then, let them witness the cruel reality, shattering their minds before torturing them to death.

That was Raito’s way.

Even now, it is the same.

Seeing the look of anticipation on Noan’s face, as if he were grasping onto a newfound hope, sent a thrilling shiver through Raito’s body.

It wouldn’t be surprising if Raito turned out to be some kind of sadist.

"Shh!" Raito signaled for Noan to stay quiet before speaking hushedly, "Keep your voice down. Let’s head to the square first, and then I’ll find you later to discuss the plan in detail, alright?"

Noan quickly nodded, his expression filled with genuine excitement. "Uhm! I understand."

"But… thank you. I thought no one would dare stand up against Hawke."

"Huh!" Raito scoffed with disdain. "He’s only relying on a D-rank hero. If we unite, I believe we can take him down."

Noan nodded repeatedly. "You’re right! I’ll do my best."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out two food pills, offering them to Raito. "Here… I only have a few left."

Raito’s eyes gleamed at the sight of the food pills.

Although he wasn’t lacking in supplies, no one would ever refuse extra food—especially in such a barren and desolate place.

Here, the more food one had, the greater their chances of survival.

A twisted grin spread across Raito’s face, revealing his sharp, gleaming white teeth. The expression reeked of perversion.

He extended his hand, took the two food pills, and immediately tucked them into his pocket.

"Hahaha… What’s your name?"

"Noan!" he replied.

"Alright, from now on, I’ll help you as much as possible." Raito chuckled, patting Noan on the shoulder. "Let’s go. You head to the square first—I’ll come later. If we go together, Hawke’s group might notice us."

Noan nodded. "You… you go first. I need to prepare a little."

Raito didn’t think much of it, simply waving Noan off before leaving.

As Noan watched Raito’s figure disappear around the corner, the expression on his face instantly changed.

At that moment, Zhisse crawled under his coat, moving close to his ear and making a small sound.

Krit!

Hearing this, Noan furrowed his brows, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. But just as quickly, his expression returned to normal.

"These people… do they think I’m some naive pacifist they can easily manipulate?"

Krit! Krit!

Zhisse uttered two sharp cries, waving its legs wildly as if declaring that it could easily eliminate that young man.

Noan shook his head and gently stroked its head with his index finger. "Don’t be hasty. Even though the monster he brought is only Rank E, we must be cautious."

Zhisse visibly showed dissatisfaction, its tiny body slumping onto Noan’s shoulder as if exhausted from waiting.

Noan found it amusing—Zhisse’s expressions were even more vivid and varied than those of Urlgan and Urlgug.

"Don’t worry, I promise you’ll get the chance to turn that bastard into your personal food reserve."