The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

Arfin, choking, screamed; his vision had started to blur; he continued to scream until the darkness picked him up.

* thump *

The black hand that was choking Arfin's neck released its grip. People saw Arfin's neck shrank like a squeezed garment, and foam came out of his mouth.

"Tch!" After killing Arfin, the middle-aged men looked around. "Clean up the mess!" He sat back down and chanted a spell, and a black glove appeared from his shadow, then he took the gloves and cleaned his eyes and mouth. "Where the fuck are you!"

* ring * 

The sound of the doorbell rang, and a person looks like a noble walked in. "Hello my friend, it's been a long time." The nobleman approached the middle-aged man who had killed Arfin. He tried to hug him, but a black hand appeared on his face and tried to choke him too.

"Relax my friend, I've been a little busy lately." The nobleman just waved his hand, and a white iron appeared, stabbing the black hand into the ground.

"You late, Grimm." Seeing his attempt failed, the middle-aged man growled while angrily staring at Grimm.

Then they sat down and ordered a drink. Grimm who was sitting saw someone dragging a corpse to the back door; he turned to the middle-aged man in confusion. " What happens? Why are you killing your loyal subordinates again? "

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's anger peaked. "HAH ?! Are you acting now ?! " He stared at Grimm with hatred and this time his killing aura burst out, targeting Grimm.

Grimm, who is being pressed, now frowning. His eyebrows are raised, and veins appeared on his forehead. "Calm DOWN!" Grimm chanted a spell and the area around him turned into white iron. 

The irons then formed needles and surrounded the middle-aged man, the atmosphere in the tavern had already changed 180 degrees with only the chairs facing each other in front of them.

The area around them was already white iron, and some people were also affected. Some of them were hit by white Grimm iron and became a statue.

Suddenly a large burly man attacked Grimm with a large sword from behind.

* clank * 

The sword clashed with a white flying sword that suddenly appeared in front of the burly man. This white sword seemed to have consciousness; it continued to strike the muscular man until it managed to cut one of the big man's hands.

Awaiting his death, he saw Grimm smiling as he made a gesture of his hands, then the white sword wanted to stab straight through his head.

* babble * * babble *

But before that happened, the white sword that was about to pierce his head was melted in the swallow by the shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Stop, I'm calm now." The middle-aged man who had spoken with Grim appeared right in front of the burly man, holding back the attack from Grimm.

The middle-aged man turned his head and saw that the burly man was still alive. "Good job Brock, you can still serve me again. " After saying that, suddenly a shadow enveloped Brock's cut hand; a few seconds later, the shadow disappeared and showed again his hand that had been slashed and became whole again.

Brock stood up and gave a salute. "Thank you, Master Krox!" After that, he immediately went back to guard the tavern door.

Grimm, who saw Krox's behavior, laughed and amused. "Hahaha, I didn't know you had that side, even after you killed your loyal subordinates before."

Krox, who heard this, just rolled his eyes and tried to change the topic. "Stop, let's get back to our main topic." Glancing to the area around him which was surrounded by white iron, Grimm understood and dispelled the spell.

The tavern's condition, which had been completely destroyed, returned to its original state. It's like something big had never happened. When the people there saw this, they just shook their heads and continued their activities as usual.

Grimm and Krox then chose a new place. They are now sitting together in a corner of the tavern. "Business has been disturbed by the kingdom recently. What do you think about this?" this time, Krox didn't look at Grimm angrily anymore.

"As you already know, because of the disappearance of slaves and people who roam at night. Is this your doing?" Counter back, Grimm was narrowing his eyes at Krox.

"It wasn't me. Before, I thought it was my subordinate, but after seeing their reactions, it can't be my people." Shaking his head Krox said helplessly, this was detrimental to his business and hampered their plans.

"Forget that Grimm, how about the selection of the grandmaster this time?"

"About that…. It would be pending again as a result of mutual agreement. This is related to the attack carried out by the Imperial Empire. Did you find anything about this? "

Chanting a spell, a small box appeared from Krox's hand, then he opened the box, and a shadow entered his brain. Krox became silent; his eyes opened like a shock.

After a few seconds of waiting, he blinked his eyes and looked around the area. "The minis ... Uhm, the imperial king, I mean, looks like he's looking for a technique stolen by one of the nobles who ran to the northern kingdom." Before, Krox used his shadow spell to absorbed all the information in the documents that his subordinates sent to him.

This time Grimm is surprised to hear that the Imperial Empire has been trying so hard to catch up with these runaway nobles. And the fact that took him by surprise was that this noble has been in the North Kingdom for 7 years.

"Former noble, why don't I know? How should we get them to join? "

Seeing Grimm questioning him back, Krox scoffed. "How could I know? All this time I've been staying in Helmfirth. Aren't you the one in the capital city of the North Kingdom? He mocked Grimm with a smile and a look of disgust.

"Who knows?" Seeing Krox's behavior, Grimm just shrugged his shoulders. "So how are you going to handle the next plan?"

Before Krox could answer, he suddenly looked to the side and chanted a spell. A wolf formed from his shadow and headed towards the table beside him.

* crash * 

The table shattered, and someone in black clothes suddenly appeared. Seeing this, Krox walked towards the man, smiled slyly. "Wait a minute, looks like there is a mouse that must be cleaned first."

Grimm just nodded while pitying the fate of this stalker. He had already seen Krox's abilities that were almost equal to him. How can a stalker fight against Krox who can't even overcome the familiars?