Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 795 Greed

On his way from the local assembly building to his mansion, after his meeting with the founding members of the city and the nobles of the province, Vicente met Prisiche, the Lamia he had left behind.",

Seeing this monster in her human form, with her stunning blonde hair, green eyes and clothes that showed off her beautiful curves, Vicente stopped in front of her.

"Prisiche..."

"Master." She dropped to her knees, feeling Vicente's aura even without him showing it.

Since she was his slave, she could easily feel he had begun to 'feed' the Throne of Darkness. The darkness she had felt in Vicente before was now many times stronger, so noticeable she couldn't help but feel like prostrating herself before him.

She felt sweat forming around her body as she avoided looking at him, focusing only on the feet of the young black-haired human standing a meter in front of her.

"How has your experience been during the period in which I was not present? I see you've become a Sky Sovereign, but the monsters are scattered all over the province... Have you failed in your mission?" He asked calmly, his tone scaring this woman quite a bit.

"Not at all, master! I did my best to prevent the disaster, and I certainly succeeded until four months ago.

But since then, the number of monsters in the kingdom has increased over 50 times. I have tried my best to deal with the monsters. In fact, the men under my command have killed over 30,000 monsters, the most of any battalion in Seidel Kingdom.

But unfortunately, we are too few. As soon as the number of monsters increased, we were forced to retreat." She explained, her voice nervous, with undertones of fear in it.

Vicente smiled before moving a hand to indicate that she should stand.

"You have done well. I hope I can continue to work hard in the future. From now on, I want you to advise Nina and Lauren. You don't need to venture into the province anymore."

"Master?" She didn't understand his new command.

Vicente narrowed his eyes and said. "Nina will soon be a fully independent woman. But even though she has great potential, she needs an advisor. The same goes for Lauren, who has been on her own for a long time. You're perfect for the job, so don't ask too many questions. Just go ahead and introduce yourself to them."

Prisiche wasn't so sure, but she accepted and asked for permission to go to Nina.

As she left under Vicente's supervision, Torne said in his master's mind. 'This way, we can make better use of this monster's abilities. As strong as she is on the battlefield, Lamia is more useful against humans.

With her at Nina and Lauren's side, it's unlikely that anyone will manipulate them, and she'll be able to advise both of them very well.'

Torne had already talked to Vicente about putting Prisiche under the direct orders of Lauren, and especially Nina. With the seductive powers of this Lamia, whose true origin only Vicente knew, his sisters could have someone capable of manipulating troublesome humans and protect themselves more easily with the advice of someone experienced.

Vicente didn't underestimate the potential of a good helper. He himself had grown much more easily with Torne at his side.

Prisiche could do more or less the same for Lauren and Nina!

With that, the two went on with their plans for the day. In the afternoon, Vicente was going to reinforce the city's defenses, something he planned to do until he had the local forces ready to advance with him around the outer edges of the city.

He intended to take Nina with him on this journey, figuring that among the many 3rd stage creatures near Metal City, there must be a Dark Path being compatible with her.

Meanwhile, Lauren would awaken from her coma after sleeping for hours at the Fuller mansion in the center of the city.

...

While Lauren was dealing with the memories of Nina and feeling even closer to the youngest girl of the Fuller family, news of Vicente reached the far southwest of the Polaris Realm.

In Tamor Dynasty, the state where the new headquarters of the Congregation of Revelation was located, the leaders of this great continental organization were currently meeting in the temple of the dynasty's capital.

In this city, where there were currently over 40 Paragons, many of them individuals who had fled from the north of the continent, the remaining Paragons of the Congregation of Revelations were gathered in a large meeting hall.

The strongest Paragon in the area, a High-level Paragon, the new Temple Master, stood alone, his arms resting on the back of his chair.

He had called all these members to this meeting because of a specific problem that had recently arisen.

They were all looking at a portrait with various pieces of information about the black-haired young man with the strange Magic Gem in the shape of a lying '69' and a 3D pentagram.

"The one you're looking at now is Vicente Fuller, the new leader of the Blacksmith Association, a young man of about 24 years old, who has already reached the 5th stage of cultivation.

But he's not only a talented blacksmith, he's also reviving the Cataclysm Order, and he's even destroyed the organization's temples in Trevora Kingdom, Kingdom of Eternal Dawn, and is said to be continuing his work in other states.

Not only is he acting against our interests, but he is also a Dark Path magician. I'm afraid if we don't stop him, the entire south of the continent will be taken over by him, and it will only be a matter of time before he hands us over to the vampires."

The Temple Master said as he clenched his fists tightly, his expression deeply dark, a slight murderous intent slipping out of his control.

"If that's the case, what can we do with him, Temple Master? Our current situation is not an interesting one to move against other magicians." Said one of the strongest men in the place.

"Vicente Fuller could be just as dangerous as Demien Bloodthorne. I ask the members of this council to consider this." The Temple Master warned before adding. "Neutralizing Vicente Fuller is not only a necessity. It's an opportunity for us."

As he said this, he threw a scroll into the middle of the stone table between the chairs in that area.

All those men's eyes widened at the sight of the copy of the sacred technique that had produced their organization's first Magus!