After dealing with the stupid bandits, Diablo and Verna just having their work in the house. Which is cooking and cleaning clothes that I usually wear.
While I become a lazy master. I have one job in this house. To get stronger. Diablo and Verna doesn't have any problem with that.
I open my Status and see my Level is now 52. Killing humans actually gives more Experience. But that doesn't mean I'm going to kill Humans.
"I have a lot of points. And also, I'm really intrigued with this third tab."
I muttered. I touch the 3rd tab on the Screen. And I just smiled big. It's something that I've been wanting to get.
"Finally... Job."
I look at the Job Tab. And as Excited that I'm being. The Excitement died down. My face suddenly become so sad and disappointed.
I only have 1 Possible Job. With 2 Possible Future Advanced and EX Job. And that Job is... Dark Knight. It's a really advanced type of Knight. More Advance than Magic Knight.
The only one on par with Dark Knight is actually the Holy Knight. So, I do have someone probably going to fight me due to the difference of our belief.
I actually know that my Job is going to be something like Darkness Related because, The first day I wake up. It's pure Darkness. And after I get out of my Tube. When I was almost died. Darkness is the one who save me.
That voice is still resounding inside my brain. It's distracting time from time. Anyway. Now that I have my Dark Knight Job. I look at the Special Ability that Dark Knight have for me.
I look at my Skill Tab and finally. The '???' Skills vanished. It was replaced by something called 'Auto Recovery EX.'
"Now, Let's read that skills."
I tap my Auto Recovery EX. And a lot of information appear right in front of me. Here's what it says. Auto Recovery EX. Special Skills that only Dark Knight have. When the Dark Knight is at a really injured state. The Brain shut the Consciousness off and get into an Auto State. It immediately search for the best and safest place to stay.
"I see... Now that all makes sense... Now, Let's go back to my Job Tab and see the Requirement to grab more skills about the Dark Knight."
I look at my Dark Knight Tab and I saw a lot of '???' and that things really piss me off. At least give me some clues on how to get the freaking skills.
Well anyway, I did saw the Requirements to grab the skills. And it really shocks me. It doesn't ask for Any Skills point or learn any skills. It only one thing. Soul.
And what did I do when seeing that? I just smile. I guess I'm going to be an Anti Hero huh. Well. Doesn't matter.
Suddenly, Diablo and Verna comes into my Room. They kneeled and said.
"Master. The Same Bandit Group have appear. It seems like there's 212 of them invading this area."
I click my tongue as a way to express my dissatisfaction. I look at Diablo and Verna.
"Diablo, Verna. Don't eat their soul. Let me get their souls to improve my power."
I said. Diablo and Verna nodded and smiled. Diablo immediately said.
"Do I need to sacrifice my Soul to you Master?"
"Of course not you dumbass. You and Verna are too valuable and strong for me. So, Don't sacrifice your soul for me."
I said. Diablo and Verna nodded. I grab my Black Coat from the hanger and immediately wear it.
"Inventory."
I muttered. My Inventory Tab is opened right in front of me. I look around searching for more stronger weapon that I can use. My overall stats is stronger at this point because, I leveled up quite a bit and the Training I did is effective.
To be honest, For a 7 Years old. My body is too ripped. With less than 10% of Body Fat. But that because my Training is that harsh and my diet is pretty good as well.
So, I'm in my perfect form. If I keep it until I'm teenager, I don't have any problem in the future. Anyway, I look all over my Inventory. I found this particular Sword. It look like a normal steel sword. But the Attack Power is pretty good. It have 30 Attack Power. And my Previous Sword is only about 15 Attack Power.
I smiled and Grab the Sword out of my Inventory. Diablo and Verna saw it like I was grabbing the sword out of thin air.
I grip the Sword really tight and sighed really heavy. I look out of the Window. And they're ready to attack. It's really dark outside. I usually go for more Cardio Training at this hour just to increase my Stamina more.
But it seems like I get to train my Technique more.
"Diablo, Verna. Just be prepared. If things get out of hand. Use your weapons for me. It's an order."
I said. For the first time, I demand something like that to Diablo in the time span that he's with me. So, He's pretty excited about it. And Verna is pretty excited to let her Weapon out as well.
The Three of us step outside the cabin. And there's 2 Big bosses waiting in front of me. Both of them have body full of scars. Both are bald and look the same.
At that moment, I know that they're twins. It's weird that they're twins but both of them are not in the same Bandit Group. But, That doesn't matter.
"212 People gathered in front of my Cabins. Weapons out. I guess you guys want to attack me?"
I muttered coldly. The Two bosses immediately take out a really big great sword. They point it toward my head.
"Who are you actually boy? From the look of things, You're not even 10 Years old yet. But, You didn't have the hesitation to ends one life. Even us, As bandits never actually kill people."
One of them said. The other one continues.
"That's true. Both of us Old man here never see something like this. But more importantly... Who is that two?"
He asked. It seems like they just want to negotiate? I mean... It's a shame because I want your souls.
"Who we are is not important. Both of us are just an eternal servant to the new lord."
Diablo said. Verna continues.
"That's indeed correct. The one who should you ask is not who we are. But who Master are. We're just a servant. And it's not good for servants to get asked first before the master."
Verna continues.
They were shocked when hearing about that. The bandits knew that Diablo and Verna is strong. But, to think that they're a servant of me, A 7 Years old. It's really surprising.
"I see... Well then, Who are you?"
There it is. The question that they wanted to ask but didn't have the courage.