I walked with Boss after commanding the dwarven supercar to follow us. We proceeded through the snowstorm without a clear destination. Ssk, ssk. Our feet crunched the snow beneath us. Then Boss asked me a question.

“What do you think?”

She sounded gloomy. I wasn’t insensitive enough to not know what she meant.

“Still the same.”

Boss once asked me what I thought about murder. That I would have to kill many people if I stayed with her. My answer remained the same.

“I’m a murderer too.”

The result remained the same whether someone was beaten to death, shot to death, or sliced into bits and pieces.

“…”

Boss stopped and I also paused behind her small shoulders. Perhaps she feared disappointing me. After all, she had never killed anyone so brutally in the 3 years we worked together.

“I see.”

Boss only spoke those 2 words and continued on.

“They’ll revive anyways, but they’ll have to start over from the tutorial.”

Honestly, being dismembered was quite a severe death. Those thugs would probably lose 2-3 lives and wouldn’t be able to avoid the mental trauma either.

However, they had started it and Boss even gave them a chance to leave.

“They were probably djinns. I heard Pandemonium had around 500 tickets.”

“Yeah.”

Boss muttered and didn’t sound so dejected anymore. This was probably the right time to show her my new artifact. I called the dwarven supercar over. Shoong— Boss became startled and unleashed her magic power.

“What is it?”

“It’s mine. It’s our transportation.”

I jumped in like getting into a sports car.

“Get in, Boss.”

“What is this?”

“Like I said, the 2nd floor has lots of useful items.”

I smacked the back...