When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 928 - 295: The Wrath of an Eighty-Year-Old Corporate Slave

Chapter 928: Chapter 295: The Wrath of an Eighty-Year-Old Corporate Slave

Aleister surveyed Count Doane, frozen into an ice statue, and habitually pinched his own chin.

The Honey Badger standing quietly beside did just now shrink its pupils suddenly.

She had seen similar expressions before—those were the desire-filled gazes of the Sons of the Moon when they scanned their young blood servants. Just like how a chef eagerly looked at a prime cut of beef, pondering how to slice and cook it.

As an Upper-Level Demon, and particularly as a demon with special strike capabilities against the vigorous-blooded race of the Sons of the Moon, the Demon of Winter was quite helpful for Aiwass’s next move.

It wasn’t that it couldn’t be sealed into a Great Sin Card… but it felt like something of a waste.

And if only one card was used for sealing, then the only option left would be one single card.

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—Death.

The same card as the Earthbound Spirit Alice.

The “Death” card has both Darkness and Water attributes, and the Demon of Winter meets the criteria for both. Thus, a rare dual-attribute card could be created.

However, as an Upper-Level Demon, the Demon of Winter’s rank is even higher than that of Earthbound Spirits, and even the Shadow Demon. The materials required for its sealing are much rarer… Just to be safe, Aleister did not use his material-free ritual ability, but instead ensured the ritual was possible.

If the sealing were to fail, it would be bad to accidentally awaken the Demon of Winter and rouse Count Doane, who was trapped in endless illusions, in hibernation.

“Mirror Demon.”

Aleister suddenly spoke up.

“I am here.”

The mirror was instantly veiled with darkness, and a low, reverberating voice responded, “At your command.”

Even though the voice could be considered dignified, it was unabashedly filled with flattery.

“To ensure that I can kill your master, I need some ritual materials, which could be a bit hard to find.”

Aleister looked towards the mirror, now possessed and transformed into a magic mirror, and matter-of-factly issued a somewhat absurd request to the Honey Badger, “Perhaps the Earl has them in his ritual chamber, but they are not easy to find at short notice. Help me look for them.”

“Just speak, it is my duty.”

The Mirror Demon readily agreed without a hint of hesitation, even volunteering to say, “Even if my former master does not possess the materials here, I shall procure them for you with the utmost speed.”

“…Well, that’s really kind of you.”

Even Aleister himself was surprised by the Mirror Demon’s enthusiasm and the thorough, meticulous way it handled its tasks.

…Aleister seemed to understand why the Mirror Demon did not wish to contract with him.

It had probably been frightened by its master’s antics.

Seeing it act in such a manner, it likely had been used as more of a butler than a demon. No wonder, even though he was an Earl of Star Antimony, there was no butler in the house… Probably because he couldn’t trust those humans who could be bribed or controlled.

From what the Mirror Demon implied, it has been over eighty years since it was summoned. Count Doane, being nobility, must have had his own Demonology Tutor, and it’s highly likely the Mirror Demon was bound when it contracted with a lower-ranking demon.

Such an advanced contract was clearly different from what regular Demon Scholars could use—the fact that the Mirror Demon could leave his side was proof. When Aiwass initially contracted the Shadow Demon, it couldn’t even leave Aiwass’s shadow.

But as soon as Count Doane advanced to Fourth Level, the Mirror Demon would never have a chance to turn the tables. From that moment on, as long as Count Doane was alive and unwilling to forfeit the contract, the Mirror Demon must remain bound to his side, working tirelessly with no end.

Because the Mirror Demon can travel in front of different mirrors, spying on others from any mirror surface it pleases; and due to its ability to extract and seal people and things from within mirrors, it is indeed too convenient. Count Dorn must have gotten accustomed to summoning the Mirror Demon with a shout whenever he needed to…

…This is not even a 996 work schedule, it’s 007.

Such intense labor has been endured for over eighty years… this creature is not a demon, but an oppressed corporate slave. No wonder it appeared before them on its own initiative, upon sensing Aleister’s intent, offering to guide them.

—On the other hand, had the Mirror Demon not held any grudges against Count Dorn, it might have even peered into Aleister’s assassination plan ahead of time and helped Count Dorn to escape from within the mirror at the earliest opportunity.

“It’s my honor to serve the lord…”

The Mirror Demon said with extreme respect.

Aleister recalled the ritual materials for the Demon of Winter—based on the fuzzy and incomplete memory, combined with her profound knowledge of Ritual Studies, she pieced together a suitable set of ingredients: “I need thirteen different flowers that wither in winter but still hold life, a fish that has rotted but been frozen for over thirteen years, one portion each of the first snowfall from the past three years.

“I also need the entire plumage from a crow, a complete skeleton from a Transcendent of the Path of Dusk of at least Third Level, a scorpion soaked in five different toxins, a recently molted living snake, a lively and energetic eagle, and a portion of rotting mud over three hundred years old, enough to cover the living snake.”

Even Aleister herself felt that the ritual materials she demanded were overly particular.

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Hence she took the initiative to add: “If it takes some time to gather these materials, you can tell us roughly how long it will take.”

Her implication was clear: she could take a nap first. Then wake up and go claim his dog life.

But perhaps it was in a hurry to clock out, take a break and head home; or the desire to kill its boss was as urgent as Fiery Fire, difficult to suppress…

The Mirror Demon promptly responded: “At most half an hour will suffice, please rest here for a moment.”

As it spoke, nearby mirror surfaces transformed into opaque darkness, each reflecting different ritual materials: “Please confirm, my lord, whether these are the items.”

After Aleister inspected each one, she slowly nodded: “Indeed they are…”

“Please wait, I am in the process of collecting them. Rest here for a moment. Or, if you wish to walk around, feel free to do so; if you wish to visit the ritual room or the study, I can transport you there. I have already plunged all the servants within the Earl’s Mansion into sleep, so there’s no need to worry about being seen by anyone. All seals on the rooms have been opened, and all alarms and protective barriers have been removed.

“Additionally, if you do not wish to rest on this bed…”

The Mirror Demon said, as a luxurious and soft set of bedding and sofas shimmered into existence before Aleister: “This is a clean guest bed, with an unused sofa as well.

“Tea and refreshments have also been prepared for you. These are desserts prepared according to the former master’s preferences, I can also bring other snacks. If you wish for a drink at any time, just let me know. The Earl’s collection is quite comprehensive, if you enjoy mixed drinks, I can also mix cocktails in the Mirror World for you, I have copied the skills of a bartender.”

As its voice faded, steaming hot tea and a plate of pastries appeared in front of the sofa. These items were transported from other locations to the Mirror World and then processed by the Mirror Demon.

“If you have no further instructions, I must temporarily take my leave. If needed, I can leave behind a clone to serve the respected lord wholeheartedly.”

“…Hiss.”

Aleister inhaled sharply out of instinct, quickly hugging Vinesse on her shoulder into her embrace and stroked its feathers to calm down.

She remained silent for a moment, then spoke: “It’s not necessary. You may leave, I want some quiet.”

“Yes, I will immediately withdraw completely from this room. Before I re-enter, I will cloak the mirror surface in black mist three seconds in advance as a sign of my return, ensuring not to disturb any of your secrets.

“Rest well.”

The Mirror Demon’s respectful and fluid voice dropped, and then all mirrors emanating black smoke returned to their original state.

Even the Night Fiend and the Honey Badger fell into silence for a moment.