Zhou Huai looked at the unconscious Natsume Rinku.

At this moment, she was covered in wounds.

Every wound continuously seeped blood, staining her thin clothes shockingly.

Her small face was pale, without a trace of color.

Her injuries were far from as simple as they appeared; her internal organs were also depleted from the impact of that violent energy.

She was barely breathing, taking in more air than she let out.

If it were any ordinary person, without timely treatment, they probably wouldn't survive two minutes.

However, Zhou Huai felt that this Little Girl truly wasn't destined to die.

Because from this moment on, Zhou Huai actually saw a bright red bar above the Little Girl's head.

A health bar.

The presence or absence of a health bar is the most fundamental difference between a Professional and an ordinary person.

Ordinary people do not have health bars.

This meant that Natsume Rinku had not only successfully reclaimed her body but had also inherited Ying Yinman's Profession.

【HP: 41/312】

Her initial HP was over three hundred points.

Ying Yinman's Profession Rank was definitely not low.

At least SS-Rank.

It seemed Natsume Rinku had, in a way, benefited from misfortune.

However, in this struggle, the biggest winner was actually Caesar.

By absorbing the vast energy that dispersed when Ying Yinman went berserk,

Caesar's Rank was forcibly pushed to Rank 25.

In just one day, an SSS-Class Professional had risen three Ranks.

Upon reaching Rank 25, Caesar's speed in hatching Armored Beetles doubled.

From hatching one per second previously,

It became hatching two per second.

Previously, he could hatch eighty-six thousand four hundred in a day; now it directly doubled to one hundred seventy-two thousand eight hundred.

Plus the more than thirty thousand hatched daily by the Rock Spirit Broodmother,

Caesar could have nearly two hundred thousand Armored Beetles in a single day.

This improvement was significant.

Zhou Huai controlled Caesar, taking out a bottle of Advanced recovery potion specially supplied by /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ the military from his storage space, prying open Natsume Rinku's mouth, and pouring it in.

The potion melted upon entering her mouth, transforming into a warm torrent.

Natsume Rinku's health bar slowly began to rise, and the gruesome wounds on her body started to heal at a visible rate.

Although she was a Sakura Country citizen, Zhou Huai couldn't bear to kill her.

Moreover, she was now the youngest SS-rank Professional in the entire world.

If she were properly cultivated, she might become a great asset to him in the future.

The medicine took effect quickly.

Before long, Natsume Rinku's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes, her vision still a bit blurry.

When that face, dyed yellow and carrying a hint of roguishness, came into view,

She first froze.

Then she struggled to get down from Caesar's embrace, and without any hesitation, her knees buckled, and she knelt on the ground.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

She kowtowed three times to Caesar, her forehead colliding with the hard ground, making dull thuds.

"Thank you... brother for saving me!"

The girl's voice was still a bit weak, but exceptionally clear.

"From now on, Natsume Rinku is willing to be your servant."

"To serve by your side for life!"

Zhou Huai secretly thought to himself.

This girl is too smart.

She's too good at assessing the situation.

She always knows exactly whose leg to cling to.

Her will to survive was extremely strong.

A hint of appreciation entered his gaze as he looked at her.

"Get up."

Zhou Huai controlled Caesar and said in a calm tone.

Natsume Rinku stood up as instructed, head bowed, hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes, like a prisoner awaiting judgment.

Zhou Huai's expression became serious.

"You said you want to follow me."

"Even if I want to destroy the entire Sakura Country, are you still willing to follow me?"

Natsume Rinku didn't hesitate, nodding her small head.

"I am willing!"

Her answer was resolute.

This country, this land, had only brought her endless pain and despair.

She had no lingering attachment.

Zhou Huai grinned.

"Since that's the case, then you'll follow me from now on."

Hearing these words, Natsume Rinku felt as if all strength had been instantly drained from her body, her tense frame suddenly relaxing.

A genuine smile blossomed on her face.

Under the glow of the setting sun, it carried a unique cuteness.

Zhou Huai first took out his phone and called Nakamura Shin'ichirō, asking him to arrange a new residence.

After all, the house here was mostly destroyed.

After doing all this, he looked back at Natsume Rinku.

"Tell me."

"You should have successfully changed Professions."

"What Profession? What Rank?"

Natsume Rinku didn't hide anything and respectfully replied:

"Reporting to Master, my Profession is..."

She paused, seemingly digesting the new information in her mind.

"【Spirit Curse Master】."

"SS-Rank Profession."

Zhou Huai showed an 'as expected' expression.

It really was SS-Rank.

Presumably, Princess Ying Yinman of the Great Qin Dynasty must have been an extremely powerful SS-rank Professional when she was alive.

But she had bad luck, wanting to reincarnate but encountering him instead.

It could be said she was unlucky.

Just then, a low engine roar approached from afar.

A black extended sedan stopped at the alley entrance.

The car door opened, and Nakamura Shin'ichirō quickly stepped out.

He immediately saw the tragic state of the courtyard, his steps unfaltering, his face not even showing a hint of surprise.

He merely hurried to Zhou Huai and bowed deeply.

"My Lord."

His voice was respectful, his posture humble.

When his gaze inadvertently swept over the girl in Zhou Huai's arms, his expression froze.

That mysterious girl who had beaten Miyamoto Takuma in Kabukicho and was wanted throughout the city!

Nakamura Shin'ichirō had seen her wanted poster and watched the battle video that had gone viral on the dark web.

It was said that she was only twelve years old but was already a Professional of terrifying strength.

He never imagined that this girl, who had stirred up trouble across Takamagahara, would appear alive before him.

And it seemed she had an extraordinary relationship with his Lord.

Countless thoughts flashed through Nakamura Shin'ichirō's mind, but he quickly suppressed all his curiosity and astonishment.

His Lord's affairs were not for him to question.

Zhou Huai looked at him and directly ordered: "I need a new residence."

Nakamura Shin'ichirō immediately bowed, a hint of apology in his tone.

"It was my oversight, My Lord."

"My Lord, I do have several vacant properties, but most are in the city center, crowded and conspicuous, which might not suit your preference for quietude."

Zhou Huai didn't speak, waiting for him to continue.

Nakamura Shin'ichirō pondered for a moment and then made a bold suggestion.

"If My Lord doesn't mind, why not stay in the Omiya Family's villa district?"

"Security there is tight, outsiders absolutely cannot enter, and the environment is secluded, ensuring no disturbances."

"I also live there normally."

This suggestion perfectly suited Zhou Huai's wishes.

He carefully observed Zhou Huai's expression, his voice even lower.

"However... to avert suspicion, I might need to inconvenience My Lord a little."

"You could disguise yourself as my newly hired subordinate."

Nakamura Shin'ichirō immediately added, fearing a misunderstanding.

"I absolutely have no intention of offending you! It's just that this way, you would have the most reasonable identity for entering and exiting the villa district, and it would be more convenient for you to act discreetly without arousing any suspicion."

Zhou Huai glanced at him.

This Nakamura Shin'ichirō was even smarter than he had thought.

He naturally wouldn't worry about the loyalty of a demon slave.

"Good idea."

Zhou Huai uttered three faint words.

Nakamura Shin'ichirō visibly relaxed, and the expression on his face also became lighter.

He immediately stepped forward and solicitously opened the car door for Zhou Huai.

"My Lord, please."