The guy looked around and opened his mouth after hesitating. He had finally realized that the majority of squad captains and vice-captains had died.

He blustered, “You will need a loyal retainer to rule over twenty thousand guild members. I will do anything you want, and I will fight for you to the death. I will remain the same even after the Stage of Advent ends.”

Zing. Ziiiing-!

His flesh was torn into pieces as soon as the streak of lightning pierced his face. His headless body then fell over. Those who had protested against the Spirit had likely died the same way. However, the one who was currently in charge of their lives was me, not the Spirit.

I commented coldly, “I asked him to tell me the reason why I should keep him alive, but why was he bullshitting me? Hey, you with the bobbed hair.”

The woman with the bobbed hair raised her eyes while still keeping her head down. Big, horizontal lines appeared on her forehead, and her eyes flickered, clearly showing she was afraid of her fate.

She sputtered, “I… I… I know a lot about the Sky Guild. I… I am overseeing the general affairs department…”

I pointed to one side, and she crawled hurriedly in that direction as she had quickly grasped what I had meant. Then, she crossed both arms on her chest which seemed to show her appreciation, but in reality,...