"No, you know that in the soul net state, ordinary physical attacks have no meaning to me."

Lovett waved his hand to stop him: "I added the second bottle of potion without considering your condition and caused a rampage. The responsibility lies with me."

"My subordinates dare not!"

"and……"

Lovett smiled and said, "It's time to give you a name."

Hearing this, the housekeeper fell to the ground with a thump, causing dust to fill the ground.

Buzz!!

The surging mana fluctuations spread out, and instantly, everything in the sea near Questla Island was dead. The terrifying and oppressive atmosphere made the mosquitoes silence their voices. Even the Neptunes passing by in the sea turned around in fear and fled into the distance.

In the Baroque News Agency branch on the island, under the surprised and puzzled gazes of the non-core members, the members who had been transformed into soul nodes fell to their knees, their heads facing the direction of the Levianson, and their whole bodies were trembling.

They feel it...

From the will of the master!

"From now on, I, Francis Lovett!"

"In the name of the Necromancy School [Seventeenth Saint], the titled Archmage [Black Earl], and the heir to the throne of St. Oakland Magic Empire [Lord of Night and Dawn], I give you a name."

The chaotic heavenly sound exploded in the soul, and Lovett's voice echoed between heaven and earth, as if announcing to the whole world, noisy and noisy, but also like mumbling to himself, lonely and sad.

"Azkatatec!"

After the words fell, characters floated out of Lovett's mouth, turning into silver ribbons of light, hovering between the two people. Then the characters suddenly came together to form a barb-shaped rune mark, which flew to the butler.

A bony chest.

Sizzle!

The green smoke like barbecue suddenly filled the air, making a sizzling sound like a burning iron.

Soon, the same pattern was baked on the butler's chest, but the pattern quickly disappeared. It seemed that the scene just now was an illusion, and the chest was intact.

But only the butler and Lovett could clearly feel that something was indeed left there.

"Az...Katatek..."

Quietly feeling the heaviness, the housekeeper... no, we should call him Aka now, shrank into his normal form amidst the sound of bones twisting.

The devil-like pupils have returned to normal human size at this moment. Except that they are too dark to see the layers, they are no different from ordinary people.

Looking at Lovett in front of him, Aka bowed solemnly.

"Thank you Master for the name!"

"It's okay. As I said before, just don't think it's unnecessary for me."

Lovett waved.

He has done the same thing a dozen times and is used to it.

But it was different for Aka. Being given a name meant that Lovett would endorse him from now on and allow him to become a complete individual. This trust and respect made it difficult for him to express his gratitude in words as he was born from confusion.

.

He just lowered his head more respectfully and vowed to be the sharpest sword in Lovett's hand.

"So……"

Turning to look at the wide-eyed bodyguard and Akin in the corner, Lovett smiled: "Who's coming next?"

………………

I wrote a plot about the navy, and then I found that I didn’t write anything serious in the past two days, and the rhythm was wrong, so I deleted it and started over again. Then, it was half past two...I will be late tomorrow, but fortunately I don’t have to clock in and go early.
Chapter completed!