My Living Shadow System Devours To Make Me Stronger

Chapter 894: Chapter 895: L.A.Z.A.R.A.K

Logistics, Arcana, Zenith Applications & Research of Aetherus Kinetics

This was the name on the building.

It was a large guild. It had only been started three months earlier, but it was heavily funded and supported by very powerful families.

One of the most prominent were the Brightwater household and the Astranova household.

Rumors even said the two houses were in a serious competition to see who could do more.

And that was how this building came to be. It was prime real estate, an estate that stretched for miles, with its heart in the capital city, Valerion.

Naturally, the founders of this organization were none other than the illustrious Count Damon Grey.

Yes, you had to use the full title.

And of course, the young lady of House Astranova.

On the surface, it was a place for alchemical research and the production of potions, medicine, as well as a large-scale military–industrial complex.

Then the question was, how did this new organization suddenly spring up so easily?

The answer to that was simple: unique innovation not seen by the modern world.

And they came at the nick of time, because the world, not just the Valtheron Empire, had entered a wartime economy.

So this organization—

Logistics, Arcana, Zenith Applications & Research of Aetherus Kinetics

—was going to be making a killing in profits. And with their influence, it would only be a matter of time before they overwhelmed the giants of the industry.

In a posh office within the building, a young man sat with a sour expression, beads of sweat dropping from his head. He kept looking left and right with an anxious expression.

A woman sat on a beautiful sofa, sipping tea not far from his finely finished table.

“Can you not do that…” she glanced at him with a deadpan expression.

She had long red hair that seemed to glimmer, her emerald green eyes reflecting in the red tea she was drinking.

Damon took a deep breath, gritting his teeth.

“Easy for you to say… you didn’t wake up to a dragon in your bedroom. How—how did it even— I turned off Deathless with Dethrone. I knew the one month where nothing happened was going to ruin me…”

Lilith held her temple with a sigh.

“That wasn’t a dragon, it was a drake. And… it was only in the Third Class advancement. You killed it easily.”

Damon slammed his hand on the table.

“Then explain how a damn drake ended up in my room. I live in a secure location. I even had my grandfather send Jarvis to protect me. How—how does a ten-meter drake get into my room?”

Lilith paused.

Hmm. That made a lot of sense. How was that possible?

A wild monster couldn’t just sneak into Valerion, and even if it did, it would never reach that far into the city without being seen and killed. And assuming it was someone’s familiar or a tamed beast for war, it still wouldn’t be able to enter Damon’s room.

She shrugged, shaking her head.

“I don’t know. Maybe it teleported in. I mean, it was a space-attribute monster.”

Damon crossed his arms, looking at her with a pale face.

“I—I knew it. Deathless got you too. You’re all colluding against me…”

She shook her head, glaring at him.

“Can you stop being paranoid for a moment? Geez. Your skill isn’t that dangerous. I mean, not much happened in the past three months. Besides, haven’t you been using Dethrone to offset it?”

Damon nodded, feeling slightly better.

“Right, right… I’m paranoid. But what if— I mean, what if Dethrone isn’t actually doing anything? I know Deathless. If it could just be stopped by some skill, I would have died ages ago.”

She put down her teacup.

“Don’t worry. You’re still alive, aren’t you? And besides, if you do die, you’d get your wish…”

“Ptuiii.”

Damon spat on the ground, not minding the clearly expensive carpentry.

“How dare you curse me to die.”

Lilith rolled her eyes.

“At least we know the curse is still in effect.”

She stood up and walked over to him, kissing him lightly on the cheek.

Then she whispered,

“For every ordeal you survive… I’ll take a bath with you.”

Damon paused for a moment, his expression suddenly more serious.

“Deathless has been holding out on me. When is it going to try to kill me? I’m tired of waiting…”

He then grabbed Lilith’s hand.

“What kind of bath are we talking about? It better not be one of those lame-ass bubble baths that covers everything in bubbles.”

She rolled her eyes.

“You decide.”

He smiled evilly.

“You’re the best.”

She chuckled slightly, shaking her head.

“Anyway, you wanting to take advantage of little old me aside, we’ve made significant progress.”

Damon picked up a paper from his desk and pulled Lilith onto his lap.

“Yes, we have. We’ve made ourselves crucial in the military–industrial complex. You were right to keep ourselves from being a competitor, by choosing not to sell weapons directly, we avoid making enemies.”

He glanced at the paper before putting it down.

“Instead, we sell crucial spare parts designed by us, which become the lifeline in weapon production, rune circuits and magic seals from Lysithara, as well as a monopoly on rare smelting methods.”

He leaned his head on her shoulder.

“And now we have a secure market thanks to the war. Though we have some enemies in the potion-making department, it can’t be helped.”

Damon pushed her hair slightly, the fresh scent of gardenia touching his nose.

“It can’t be helped. You win some, you lose some. That little leprechaun has been working overtime for us. Though it’s still disappointing, the potions made with Lysithara formulas, while great, are nothing compared to the ones the System gives me…”

Lilith nodded, her body pressed against his.

“Well, it can’t be helped. We can’t compare to the level of alchemy the Unknown God is capable of…”

She placed her hand on his shoulder.

“Anyway—to the future growth of Logistics, Arcana, Zenith Applications & Research of Aetherus Kinetics… or Lazarak for short.”

That was the name of the organization.

Lazarak.

The name was chosen to honor the God of Darkness, Lazarak. And the greater the organization grew, the more people would know the name.

Now his friend would never be forgotten.

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