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His impatience was his biggest trait but it also allowed him to achieve the things that should have been impossible.

As for his first slave, it was the girl standing next to his mother. It was a young girl who looked to be the same age as him.

She used to be the childhood friend of the person he possessed when he Transmigrated to this world. She was his first test subject for his ability.

When he made her a slave and kept her in the coffin, she simply had to tell everyone that the girl had died at the hands of Necromancer Tower bastards, which absolved him of most of the inquiry as no one suspected him.

As for the third and last slave, it was the most special out of all for him. It was a Necromancer Tower Mage, who was almost killed in the battle with the wind tower.

The person was mostly insignificant in the Necromancer Tower, being an ordinary mage that was responsible for the clean up and gathering corpses for the future uses of the Necromancer Tower.

He wasn\'t the strongest of his slaves as that was his mother. However, that man was still most important for him because he was his ticket to entering the Necromancer Tower in the future.

Only those who were associated with the Necromancer Tower or had Necromancer Magic running through their veins could open the entrance to the Necromancer Tower.

The young man was already planning to go to the Necromancer Tower after he gathered enough slaves. In his quest to become the strongest controller of this world, the Necromancer Tower Master was another stepping stone.

The only person that he was still hesitant about was Mist, who he was saving for the last, or at least until he received another question voucher and learned the trick to take her down.

"My dear mother, it seems there is an uninvited guest who destroyed your child\'s precious toy. I would have loved to destroy that person myself, but your dear son has to finish something more important."

"In my place, you shall go and ruin that person just like he ruined my toy," the young man told the mature woman, his fingers brushing against her cheeks.

His mother had lifeless eyes, as her free will was suppressed by the slave seal. Her body could not resist his commands.

She didn\'t know why his son had changed so much, but she couldn\'t change anything. It was as if she was caught in hell, where she could only watch her son walk down this cruel path.

Her body moved on her own. She lowered her head before the young man like a subordinate greeting her master.

Winds wrapped around her body, allowing her to move as if she was floating in the air. As it wasn\'t a flight, the restriction didn\'t affect her. It was akin to jumping and hovering with the help of the wind.

She rushed down the mountain to find the target. If she had free will, she wouldn\'t have done that. She needed someone to stop her son, and that person felt like he could be the one to make it possible.

However, even though her heart wanted to ask the intruder for help, her body refused to follow suit.

The young man watched his mother rush down the mountain, his lips curving to form a smirk.

He didn\'t feel any pity for that woman, who had not only lost her son to a Transmigrator but was also made a slave.

He knew that she was probably wanting to betray him, but with the slave seal, she could only play the role of a loyal pawn.

"No matter how much you want to escape my grasp, you will always be beneath my feet, Mother," he chuckled, not even trying to hide his words from his mother who hadn\'t even gone far.

He was also curious to see the identity of the person. He wanted to watch how brutally his mother killed that person, taking enjoyment from that moment.

Unfortunately, his pocket clock was about to strike twelve. Twenty four hours in this mountain range was about to be completed for him which would have made him weaker.

Every time his first day was about to be complete, he left the mountain of loss and returned from outside to start the clock anew. That\'s why, even though it was his second day here, he still hadn\'t lost a single sense.

If it wasn\'t for an intruder arriving, he would have already left, not taking any risk with any senses.

The other two slaves were not sent after Eren, especially the Necromancer Tower slave. He was important, so he was only given one responsibility.

His responsibility was to keep an eye on Feng Yu. It wasn\'t something hard, especially since Feng Yu couldn\'t do anything even if she woke up. Still, he left the man behind to observe her.

"If she wakes up and makes too much noise, you are allowed to break a few fingers," he told his male slave, even leaving his childhood friend behind to keep guard on the parameter.

"Mother should be able to end that bastard, but still I will leave behind a special gift for the guest in case she fails."

He opened his inventory and brought something that looked like a toy maze, small enough to fit in his own hand.

He placed the toy maze on the ground. It slowly started becoming larger until the maze had spread for around hundred miles, taking everything in its grasp.

Even if the intruder went past his mother, the maze could keep him busy until he returned. In any case, he didn\'t plan to lose Feng Yu, his first to be an Overlord slave.

"Are you going somewhere?"

The young man was just about to leave after casting the maze when he heard another man\'s voice. He frowned, turning towards the source.