After dealing with the Black Dragon's soul, Rowan looked at the enormous body that had been reduced to an empty shell, and a sudden idea flashed through his mind.
Using the powers of the Soul-Soul Fruit and the Spirit-Spirit Fruit, he created a new soul and inserted it into the Black Dragon's body.
Before long, the soul successfully took control of the dragon's body.
"Master."
The Black Dragon opened its eyes and respectfully lowered its head before Rowan.
Rowan was extremely satisfied.
"From today onward, your name will simply be Black Dragon. Abandon the name Acnologia."
"Yes, Master."
As Rowan's creation, the soul that had taken over the Black Dragon's body naturally had no objections.
On the contrary, it was delighted to have obtained such a powerful body.
Although the Black Dragon had been beaten miserably by Rowan earlier, considering its enormous size, most of its wounds were merely superficial.
After devouring some magical energy, it had already recovered almost completely.
Rowan then used Archive Magic to transmit Shape-Shifting Magic directly to Black Dragon.
Within only a few minutes, Black Dragon mastered the spell. Its body instantly shrank until it was no larger than a palm, then flew onto Rowan's shoulder.
"Master, where are we going now?"
"We're going to explore a new world."
As Rowan spoke, he pushed open the gate leading to the new world and walked through it with Black Dragon.
After all, he had already said goodbye to Erza before coming here.
There was no need to return.
Even so, Rowan still created a clone and sent it back to inform Erza and the others that he was safe.
Meanwhile, his main body entered the new world with Black Dragon.
The new world.
Rowan crossed through the gate and appeared in the middle of a deep mountain forest.
There were neither houses nor girls anywhere nearby.
This opening…
It was quite similar to when he had arrived in the world of Fairy Tail.
Could a beautiful girl suddenly appear from somewhere in the next second?
Last time, it had been Erza.
Who would it be this time?
With a trace of anticipation, Rowan chose a direction and began walking, hoping for a heart-fluttering encounter.
But this time…
it seemed he had guessed wrong.
He walked for more than half an hour, yet forget a beautiful girl—he had not even seen the shadow of another person.
Helpless, Rowan activated farsight magic and observed his surroundings.
He discovered a prosperous city about seven or eight kilometres away in the direction of eight o'clock.
How should he describe the city?
It possessed both Eastern influences and Western architecture, giving it a fusion of the two styles.
However, the combination also felt somewhat mismatched.
For the moment, Rowan could not determine what kind of world this was merely by looking at the city.
Therefore, he teleported directly into it.
He intended to see whether he could encounter any… familiar faces.
Black Dragon sat on Rowan's shoulder, its eyes wide as it curiously examined the world around them.
As a newly born soul, it found this world incredibly fascinating.
Everything was something it had never seen before.
It was all extremely interesting.
As noon approached, Rowan selected a decent-looking restaurant, walked inside, and ordered its signature dishes.
The food tasted excellent.
The meat in particular was extremely chewy and contained a remarkably pure form of energy.
Simply put—
calories.
The calories contained within these chunks of meat far exceeded those of ordinary meat.
They were even richer than the meat of certain magical beasts from the world of Fairy Tail.
Clearly, this world was not simple.
It was probably another world possessing supernatural powers. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for animals containing such tremendous energy to exist.
While eating, Rowan vaguely overheard people sighing nearby.
"The Prime Minister has committed another atrocity?"
"Why can't His Majesty do something about him?"
"At this rate, the empire will cease to be an empire."
"The Great General is far too inflexible."
Hearing this conversation, Rowan gradually realised what kind of world he had entered.
He activated farsight magic and looked toward the Imperial Palace.
Inside the palace, the young emperor and the Prime Minister were eating together.
The emperor was an eleven- or twelve-year-old child who stared admiringly at the Prime Minister seated across from him.
The Prime Minister was a muscular, obese man.
He was currently holding an enormous piece of fatty meat and tearing into it repeatedly like a wild beast.
The moment Rowan saw these two, he understood what world this was.
The young emperor and Prime Minister Honest.
So it was you—
Kill the Girls.
No, wait.
It should be Akame ga Kill!
Though calling this world Kill the Girls was not exactly wrong. After all, every beautiful girl in this world suffered a more gruesome death than the last.
Some were cut in half.
Others were beheaded.
Even the finale had to kill off several more girls for entertainment.
It truly lived up to the name Kill the Girls.
How had he ended up in this damned world?
Rowan could not help sighing.
Even the delicious food in front of him suddenly lost some of its appeal, mainly because all those painful memories from the story had begun attacking his mind once again.
Just remembering them made Rowan feel terrible.
However, he soon suppressed those memories.
Nothing in heaven or earth was more important than enjoying his meal.
No matter how unpleasant the memories were, they were not allowed to disturb him while he was eating.
After enjoying the delicious lunch, Rowan tossed down a piece of gold as payment, leisurely walked out of the restaurant, and began considering his next move.
What should he do?
Or perhaps he should do nothing at all?
But in the next second, Rowan decisively shook his head.
No.
Absolutely not.
When he had watched the anime, the villains of this world had infuriated him so much that he had nearly coughed up blood.
Those people were genuinely detestable.
One outrageous act after another had accumulated into a mountain of unforgivable crimes.
To put it bluntly, even cutting them apart with a thousand blades would not be enough to satisfy his anger.
Back then, Rowan had desperately wanted to punch every one of those bastards to death.
He had genuinely been furious.
Now that he had arrived in this world, he naturally intended to torment those bastards properly.
Whether it was the Prime Minister or his son—
every last one of them could go to hell.
With that thought, Rowan decisively headed toward the Prime Minister's residence.
As the most notorious corrupt official in the empire, the Prime Minister's estate was far from ordinary.
Rowan only needed to ask around briefly before locating it.
Prime Minister Honest had committed every evil imaginable.
He also knew perfectly well that he was no good person.
Therefore, to prevent someone from sneaking into his home and cutting off his head, the security surrounding his estate was extraordinarily strict.
Soldiers patrolled the exterior, while monks from Kouken Temple guarded the interior.
Kouken Temple was the empire's highest-ranked martial arts temple.
Not only did it receive enormous donations from the empire, but it had also enjoyed preferential treatment for many years.
In exchange, some of its most outstanding members served in important imperial positions, carrying out dirty work for the empire.
They were also responsible for collecting the Imperial Arms that had been scattered throughout the land during the civil war five hundred years ago.
The strongest among them could rival Imperial Arms users through skill and physical strength alone, even without wielding Imperial Arms themselves.
This generation of Kouken Temple contained four exceptionally rare masters who had become the Prime Minister's loyal hounds.
They were known as the Four Rakshasa Demons.
All four possessed special abilities that allowed them to freely manipulate their bodies, and they could also recognise those who lived within the world of slaughter.
There were two men and two women.
At present, all four were staying inside the Prime Minister's estate.
Whenever the Prime Minister wanted someone killed, he dispatched them to take action.
Naturally, when Rowan openly forced his way into the Prime Minister's residence, he caught their attention.
However, the four did not immediately reveal themselves to stop him.
Instead, they hid nearby and observed Rowan with great interest.
In their eyes, Rowan was merely a reckless fool who did not understand how high the heavens were or how deep the earth was.
He actually intended to break into the Prime Minister's residence alone.
How was that any different from suicide?
The defences surrounding the Prime Minister's estate were as impenetrable as walls of bronze and iron.
Even one of them might not be able to break in alone.
"He's nothing more than a complete idiot."
Mez, one of the Four Rakshasa Demons, snorted lightly, as though she could already see Rowan dying miserably in the next moment.
However, what actually happened was that the Prime Minister's guards collapsed unconscious one after another before they could even approach Rowan.
The sight left the Four Rakshasa Demons staring at each other.
"What was that?"
Mez's expression abruptly changed.
"An Imperial Arm?"
"It wasn't an Imperial Arm."
Sten, another member of the Four Rakshasa Demons, shook his head. His gaze became more serious than ever.
"It was his presence. That man overwhelmed all the guards with the sheer force of his spirit and knocked them unconscious."
"You've got to be kidding me!!!"
Mez found it impossible to believe.
Everyone knew what an intimidating presence was.
The four of them possessed it as well.
After all, they were among the most outstanding martial artists of Kouken Temple, one-in-ten-thousand experts.
Their force of presence far surpassed that of ordinary people.
But even they could only use it to frighten ordinary people or make them lose the will to fight.
Knocking people unconscious through sheer presence alone was nothing more than a fantasy.
Besides, the guards stationed at the Prime Minister's residence were not ordinary soldiers.
Anywhere else, they would be considered elite and battle-hardened warriors.
You could call them evil, but you could never call them weak.
Yet men like that had actually been rendered unconscious by someone's presence?
How was that possible?
It was absolutely impossible.
Sten watched Rowan advance as though he were walking through an empty field. A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Whether you believe it or not, that is the truth. That man is powerful—far more powerful than we can imagine."
Mez turned toward the other two.
Suzuka and Ibara.
After a brief silence, Ibara said,
"Sten is right. That man's presence far exceeds anything we can imagine."
"Huh? What are you all talking about?"
At that moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside the four of them.
All four were startled simultaneously.
They abruptly discovered that the intruder they had been observing had somehow appeared directly in front of them.
Yet not one of them had noticed his arrival.
An unprecedented chill instantly swept through their hearts.
Mez's hands and feet turned cold.
Sten broke out in a cold sweat.
Suzuka's face filled with feverish excitement.
As for Ibara, he fell completely silent.
Even so, none of the four looked away.
They stared fixedly at Rowan.
Because they understood perfectly well that when facing an expert of this level, even the slightest lapse in attention could cost them their lives.
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