PAID

Late at night.

I brought Pi So-yoon to Utopia’s second branch along with my master.

“Bring only the essentials. Everything else will be disposed of by the Academy. All traces of your existence in this world will disappear.”

“Yes, I’ll be back right away.”

After sending her off to pack her things for her immediate transfer to the Demon Slayer Squad,

I had a brief moment alone with my master in front of the building.

“Master.”

“Hmm?”

“Here.”

I opened my spatial tattoo and handed my master a black book.

“…What is this? Attribute Projectile?”

My master frowned slightly as he looked at the black book in his hands.

“It’s classified, but it’s something we obtained during our raid on the Demon Realm Gate. It’s a skill book that allows you to create attribute-based projectiles and unleash them in barrages.”

“…”

Ah, maybe the term “skill book” is unfamiliar to him?

No, judging by his expression…

‘Hmm, it’s probably something like—“I didn’t contribute to your raid, so why are you giving me such a valuable item?”’

I smirked.

‘He’s still so rigid about things like this.’

My master already knew that I’d gained the broken-tier trait “Bond” thanks to him.

And the moment I explained it, he also realized that no one in our party was really suited for this skill book.

Even so, he still looked uncomfortable about accepting it.

‘Hmm, in times like this, the most effective method is…’@@novelbin@@

Leverage.

Why leverage?