Villains' Sisters Yearn for my Copious Mana

Chapter 41: He's lying

Since Max had inherited the system from his grandpa, his eyes flashed with standard information he could instinctively read.

[Evil Spirit Avatar]

[An avatar created through the union of many souls before tempered through vile cultivation methods. It's tough to take control over the avatar, for many evil souls' grievances protect its user.]

'They are cautious, aren't they? I have a feeling those avatars are enough to cause chaos in the three families' ranks,' Max inferred, waiting for the enemy to approach.

The avatar didn't look like a soul at all. It had skin, light in his eyes, and even breathed, giving off an impression of an actual living being.

But as Max peeked at the twins, he noticed they were also aware of the scheme behind the sudden visitor.

"You aren't part of three families ruling over this little world, are you?" the man smiled at Max and the twins, his eyes briefly shifting to Rosangela, "She's part of them, though."

With those words, the man told Max and the twins that his organization had done enough research to know all faces of the three families' households and their branches.

Even better, he was strong enough to see through Max's cover.

And Max's skills were mostly SSS rated, his might unimaginable. This opened his eyes to the young man, yet he kept his composure before an unknown man.

"You coming out with such a nice speech and information means that you have inferred that I am not one of them," Max smiled, scrutinizing the man's expression.

In response, the man curved his lips into a faint smile, "You've stolen their game's mana for yourself. Isn't that enough proof?"

Max shrugged, "I guess it is."

There was also a chance that Max was someone from them, yet he wanted to use this chance to separate himself from the three families' strict organization. It was the best chance now that someone from another world butted into their world.

If that was the case, it would also be acceptable, for Max had his eyes on the three families, just like the sudden visitor's organization.

Max agreed with the man, "So you want to team up with us?"

"The more, the better," the man nodded, introducing himself with a polite bow, "I'm one of twelve vile generals, Kiril Eight. Our organization, Darkened Soul, hails from the Ciernam World."

As those words rang out, Max's eyes flashed with new information. He learned about the Ciernam World, which was shrouded in dark rumors.

It was a pretty infamous world, for everything was legal here. People from all over the universe conducted the worst deals here while hiding their real identities to not stain their clan's names.

And people having their businesses here were mostly known for their assassination services or black market.

Max felt some excitement going through him, 'Such a vast universe… How many worlds like Ciernam World are out there?'

A question rose in Max's mind… What was the percentage between common, mythic, evil, and other kinds of worlds?

Was the universe twisted like those old senile leaders of three families?

Unfortunately, Max wouldn't learn anything about it today.

"I'm interested in your offer," Max said with a smile, not letting his emotions come out in any form. He approached Kiril Eight with composed steps, extending his hand for a handshake.

And then, Max secretly stuffed his Spy Bug into the man's hand. He actually tested his waters here, but as Kiril Eight didn't show any reaction, Max believed that everything had gone fine.

Besides, he had Zamira overlooking their conversation. With her unique disposition influenced by Flames Of Truth, Zamira differentiated truth from lies.

"Indeed… The three families and their heads aren't a joke here. We need as much manpower as possible to face those three old men," Kiril Eight explained his reasoning, taking away his hand from Max.

He then fished out something from his inventory. It was a card with the location of one of his organization's bases.

"We have to meet in the real world for some bonding. Please, keep hunting the challenges to prove your worth.

As you can tell from my name, I am Eight ranked in Darkened Soul… If you come to us with bountiful rewards, our teamwork will be smoother and more trustworthy," Kiril Eight flashed a business smile before disappearing into a dark mist.

Max waited for his presence to utterly fade away before glancing into Zamira's eyes, "He was lying, wasn't he?"

The fire dragon nodded, immediately responding to his inquiry, "He lied. His every word was a lie."

"Do you think he spotted my Spy Bug?" Max asked seriously.

"That… I can not answer…" Zamira looked down sadly, for she wasn't able to read the man's countenance. He kept smiling, showing that remarkable businessman's composure.

In fact, it was quite amazing how Max could match him.

Max didn't mind, of course, "It's fine. If you could entirely see through him, we wouldn't have to be wary of their organization.

For now, we will continue with our hunts," Max said, "Let's escape before three families' dogs come here."

"Yes," the twins and Rosangela replied instantly. They followed Max, chasing him as he searched for another challenge to steal more treasures with real mana.

They had an inkling that Max also had lied from the start for casually approaching an unknown enemy like that was quite asinine.

And even Rosangela believed in him, for she had been trembling all the time while Kiril Eight stood at the forest's other end… His presence was peculiar and strong enough to plant fear into her entire body.

Yet, Max and the twins faced him properly.

And that was surely the reason why he had chosen such a nice talk with them.

Max and his party continued their current job efficiently. They looted a few more challenges without three families being able to stop them.

With all mana sucked out, Max and the twins logged out.

Rosangela also followed.

In the real world, Max smiled, "Let me explain my train of thought now."