Landlord World - Start with SSS talent

Noan's eyes looked like they were about to explode, his face filled with fear.

At this moment, he could feel his own weakness. So what if he had an SSS-rank talent?

When faced with powerful enemies, he still failed. He was still far too weak—unless he had enough time to become stronger.

But… now, he didn't have that.

The tip of the lancer was about to pierce through Vylyss's head, and all he could do was scream in helpless despair.

Not just Vylyss—he couldn't save Maya either.

In the end, he was just a fool, not only cowardly but also weak.

Despair… consumed his entire mind.

Not only despairing over being unable to save anyone but also toward himself.

At that very moment, the lancer in Aldric's hand suddenly halted.

Whoosh!

Its momentum created a powerful gust of wind that blew against Vylyss's face and rippled outward.

Even Vylyss, who had prepared herself for death, was startled. She stared in confusion at the lancer in Aldric's hand.

"Hahaha… how could such a brilliant show go on without me, right?"

A voice rang out, full of enchantment and seduction, accompanied by a storm of crow feathers that rained down from the sky.

Aldric gritted his teeth, sensing something strange unfolding inside his body—his sense of touch fading away.

Yes, his arms and legs were starting to numb, and his energy flow soon turned chaotic.

Crop! Crop! Crop!

The sound of high heels stepping on the ground echoed. From a distance, a woman in a black cloak approached.

Though the cloak concealed her entire figure, revealing only part of her face, that alone was enough for others to recognize her as a stunning beauty.

In particular, her sensual lips, painted with a shade of violet, made her seem even more bizarre and alluring.

Noan jolted when he saw the woman because he knew who she was.

It was Isabell—the woman he had met at the "Anomaly Point."

However… how could someone from the "Anomaly Point" appear here?

Isabell walked up beside Aldric. Reaching her hand, she gently tapped her index finger on his shoulder.

Aldric, who had been strong just moments ago, now swayed, almost falling due to this small action.

Fortunately, he drove the lancer into the ground, using it as a support point to keep himself standing barely.

Aldric gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with hatred as he glared at Isabell. "Who are you?"

"Ah! Can you guess who I am?" Isabell mocked him, her voice dripping with amusement.

This only made Aldric even angrier. "Do you want to save him?"

"That's right," Isabell said as she stepped in front of Noan, extending her hand to gently lift his chin, positioning his face to meet hers.

"No! He is a criminal!" Aldric immediately shouted. "He killed my friends, all of whom were employees of the Government and the Empire."

"I must act on behalf of Justice and the Judiciary. I want to kill him and bring peace to this place."

"So boring…" Isabell sighed and said, "Can you stop saying such boring things?"

"Besides, I want to take him. Can you stop me?"

"You…" Aldric gritted his teeth, but Isabell was right.

At that moment, Aldric seemed to be in some strange state.

His body was numb, and although he could still move, every action, even the smallest, drained him of so much energy.

Now, don't even mention fighting—standing was already a struggle.

"You bastard! Do you want to become an enemy of the Empire and the Federation Government? If you want to die, I'll…"

Suddenly, Aldric's words stopped as he saw something he had seen many times through the accounts of previous members of the Royal Guard.

On the front of Isabell's cloak was the symbol of a blue phoenix, its two wings curled into a circle, its head facing inward.

"You are… a member of the Phoenix Guild?!" Aldric stammered.

"That's right. Hahaha… congratulations, you guessed correctly, but there's no reward." Isabell laughed.

She moved her finger from Noan's chin to his neck, then pressed lightly on it.

"Um!" Noan felt a sharp pain.

A drop of blood dripped from the point of contact between Isabell's fingernail and Noan's neck.

She raised her finger, stained with the blood, extended her long tongue, and licked it.

Noan noticed a strange tattoo on her tongue, though he couldn't make it out clearly.

Isabell savoured Noan's blood like she was enjoying a glass of expensive wine.

She stood up, laughing as she said, "I'm not going to kill you because you're the disciple of that bastard. If not, you would have been dead by now."

"You… you know my master?" Aldric flinched, his face filled with confusion.

"Can you guess?" Isabell replied in a teasing tone.

She then snapped her fingers.

Snap!

A gust of wind arose, carrying countless crow feathers that covered the entire area.

"If he comes back, tell him that the debt from before, I will collect it."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of the wind screeched, and the crow feathers vanished, along with Noan's group.

At that moment, Aldric could feel the numbness fading away.

He lowered his head, looking at his hands, then gazed off into the distance, his face filled with confusion.

However, right after, he furrowed his brow, his voice filled with determination and killing intent as he spoke: "For now, you may have escaped, but later, I will use these very hands to kill you."

…

In a desolate place.

Noan and Vylyss were laid side by side on the ground. Noan was still conscious, so he could tell this was an abandoned amusement park with no one else around.

Malrik stood beside him, repeatedly thanking him: "Truly, thank you. We're lucky you saved my Master. If not, the consequences would have been truly disastrous."

Isabell, hearing this, didn't seem to react much. She looked at Noan and smiled: "How many times have we met? This time I saved you, what do you plan to do to repay me?"

Noan sighed long, then said, "Thank you, but I don't think I can repay you."

"Hm?! What do you mean by that…" Isabell didn't get angry. On the contrary, she seemed more intrigued.

"You're so strong. What could I do for you?"

"Hahaha…" Isabell laughed, her voice filled with allure: "Don't say that, at least, you could make me happy."

Noan: "..."

"Alright, you can think of a way to repay me," Isabell said, standing up. She took a small jar from her pocket and tossed it to Malrik. "Give it to him and the girl to drink."

"Next time we meet, I hope you'll surprise me or offer something interesting."

After speaking, she snapped her fingers.

A gust of wind blew, scattering crow feathers everywhere.

But after the wind died down, she disappeared.

Malrik looked at Noan, but his hands, which had been broken, had completely healed.

Noan sighed and said, "I'm fine. We need to help Vylyss first."

Malrik nodded and handed the jar of medicine to Noan.

Noan didn't hesitate, opening the small jar in his hand and pouring out two black pills, about the size of his pinky finger, emitting a faint purple glow and a strong medicinal scent.

Noan knew that Isabell wouldn't harm him. If she wanted to, she would have done it already.

After all, he was too weak—he had no means of resistance before her.

He wasn't even a match for Aldric, and in front of her, Aldric seemed like nothing more than a small chicken.

That clearly showed that he was even worse than a chick.

Therefore, he believed the medicine she gave him would likely heal him.

Noan kept one pill for himself and put the other in Vylyss's mouth.

As soon as the pill touched her mouth, it completely dissolved without her having to swallow it.

Immediately, a purple light enveloped Vylyss's entire body, slowly healing her wounds.

Her face also softened as if she were peacefully sleeping.

Seeing this, Noan sighed again, then sat on the ground, lowering his head and saying nothing further.

"Malrik, I'm very weak, aren't I?" Noan suddenly asked.

Malrik also sighed. He sat beside Noan, gently placing his bony hand on Noan's shoulder and said, "Master, you're not weak."

"It's just… the enemies you've encountered are too strong, strong enough to make us despair."

"However, you need to be more proactive."

"What do you mean…" Noan looked up, confused, at Malrik.

Malrik laughed, saying, "Kekekeke… Master, I don't know why you're so cautious. Although it's good, it makes your strength grow slower."

"That's why I think we should be more proactive. For example… we should take advantage of those around us to bring more benefits to us instead of waiting for them to come begging for our help."

Noan was startled when he heard that. He suddenly thought of a certain group of people he could use to seize the opportunities of those around him.

Yes, they were the 'Fate Holders'.