Reincarnated in the Royal Family with a Plunder System-Chapter 46: Not a mentor, but called one to manipulate!

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The world narrowed.

One second, Ryan was standing in the shadow of something massive. The next, the giant’s face descended like a mountain falling from the sky. Craggy skin, eyes glowing like dying suns, and breath that smelled like ancient stone—he was close. Too close.

Ryan didn’t move. Couldn’t move.

Then came the voice. Deep. Timeless. A rumble that shook the air itself.

"Why should you run, young man?"

"I was joking, good sir! Swear on my life!"

Ryan’s heart hammered against his ribs. He managed a weak smile, though his legs itched to flee. No matter how unafraid or sigma a man might be, when he faces something a hundred times more colossal than him—his body would scream in fear. Even if his mind remained like a rippleless ancient well, his body would react.

And Ryan’s body was screaming like a dog in heat.

Wait wait, when this happens, you must become ice cold like a main character from Xianxia novels.

Bring out your inner Sword Heart, Ryan!

He tried to breathe—tried to think of something else to say—but the giant exhaled. And that... wasn’t just air.

It was force.

Like a tempest erupting point-blank.

The wind slammed into Ryan’s chest like a wall. His feet tore off the ground. The sky spun. He felt his body lift, helpless, like a leaf caught in a storm.

I’m going to die—

Then darkness wrapped around him.

Not just any darkness—something alive. Something... protective. It slithered out from Eleanor’s feet like a liquid shadow and unfurled mid-air, catching him before he could be tossed like a ragdoll.

He barely understood what was happening. Coiled tendrils of pure night wove around him, shielding him from the gale. He hovered there for a breathless moment, held steady in the arms of a creature that shouldn’t exist.

And then it lowered him gently to the ground.

A beast tamed by Aunt Eleanor?

Ryan looked up—his eyes wide, throat dry.

Eleanor hadn’t moved. Not even a glance back. She stood calm, arms folded, as if she had known the wind wouldn’t touch him.

"Yustass, don’t scare him," she said simply.

The wind faded. The pressure lifted. The giant chuckled, a sound like mountains shifting.

Ryan exhaled shakily, knees weak.

What... the hell was that?

The giant’s body shrank visibly before it transformed into a rough-skinned human creature. Even though it had just went through wild size changes though—its clothing, made with beastskin—remained intact.

Ryan gauged the status quo in his mind, glaring at the giant. Hm, this giant only seems big, I have a feeling that he is not as strong as my aunt.

Then that means I can be rude right?

"So is this the brat you wanted me to train, Miss Eleanor?"

"You are not sigma, you giant fucking bastard. I don’t want you to train me!"

Yustass was taken aback. "What?"

"Yeah what? I might be weak, but even I have some dignity!"

Eleanor placed a hand over his head, shutting him up. "Don’t care about the boy Yustass, he is a bit of work."

"It’s fine, it’s fine." Yustass laughed. "I like boys with guts like his."

"Yeah, I thought you liked boys when I first saw you. You look the part."

Yustass was stunned speechless again. "Kid, you really are something!"

Ryan nodded. "Right? I’ve always felt that about myself."

Yustass took a deep breath.

Eleanor blushed in embarrassment.

"So," Ryan said. "Aunt, what’s going on here anyway?"

"Ryan, this giant here is Yustass. One of the 7 Warrior Lords of the Giant Race, and a friend of mine."

Yustass nodded. "I owe my life to Miss Eleanor. If it weren’t for her, I would be fish food today."

Ryan became a bit curious, but he was still focused on the actual important aspects of this meeting. This person was going to become his mentor, that meant this person had something special that he could offer. Otherwise, Eleanor would not have bothered coming all this way.

"So, Yustass—"

"Ryan, that is Master Yustass or Sir Yustass for you."

"Yeah, Sir Yustass. May I know why he is a good mentor for me?" Ryan said. "I don’t mean any offense, but won’t a human be a better mentor for a human? Not to mention that I can’t be away from the palace for long."

Eleanor nodded. "I understand these things, but the value you will have if you could get mentored by him is incredible. Even if it is a single day long mentorship, he will be able to change your outlook on life itself."

Yustass did not even blush.

Ryan asked dubiously, "Is this guy that good? Is he stronger than you, Aunt?"

"I am not stronger than your Aunt, but I am a better businessman than her."

Ryan blinked.

Yustass shook his head. "Eleanor, you still haven’t changed. Playing politics and masked smiles wherever you go." He looked at Ryan. "Your aunt is telling that I am a mentor, but all she wants is the resources I have under my control. She is trying to manipulate me into taking you in and giving you access to my resources."

"OH!"

Eleanor smiled. "I also wanted you to guide the boy a bit."

"But aren’t you after my resources anyway?"

Eleanor did not reject the words, but she did not accept them either.

"Yustass, you have the biggest slave market in this region of Mugen. My boy here is a budding Mage with a unique sub class, and he needs a lot of slaves to develop his abilities. So, all I want is a 1000, unique slaves each from a different race. What do you say, are you willing?"

Ryan listened in from the side, mind reeling.

She hadn’t told the giant about his Plunder Sucker class, instead saying that he was a Mage with a unique sub class. And she wanted a 1,000 slaves for me?

Oh, so his aunt wanted to develope his Plunder Sucker class using other races’ Skillsets.

Ryan was not opposed to that.

Then, he was in the Great Wilderness for a fun ride.

Ryan was much more invigorated than a few minutes ago.

And with my new Heavenly Plunder Skill, things would be even more convenient than before.

After all, this skill was not as simple as his old Plunder Sucker skill.

"A 1,000 slaves from different races?" Yustass took a sharp breath. "That will be noticed by the Myriad Race Union. They will doubt we are preparing for war. This is too much!"

"A mere 1,000 is nothing, Yustass. I knew you wouldn’t care about my life saving grace in the past. Tell me, what do you want in return?"

Yustass’ eyes shone.