The original owner did bad things. But that has nothing to do with him; it's all their own fault.

But the legacy left by the original owner, or the underlings... if you round it up, wouldn't they all be yours?

'Closon' had a brilliant plan, but now that his main account was gone, it was really difficult to use Roy's influence to persuade them to switch jobs and change careers.

Just as he was wondering if there was any good way to lure away the underlings left behind by his predecessor, the dark mages had already turned their attention to him.

"Don, what do we do with this masked guy? He doesn't seem to be with Chad and his group. Shouldn't it be that guy named Ansel?"

Don was the same ferocious man who had just spilled the dagger at Chad. After hearing his friends mention 'Closon', he also began to shift his focus and scrutinize this unfamiliar new character.

Because this guy always hid in the back and slacked off whenever they fought, 'Kloson,' who had become familiar with Chad and the others, has not left a deep impression on the dark mages' camp to this day.

Simply put, Don and his group don't know 'Closon' at all, and they have no idea how they ended up kidnapping him when they were kidnapping people.

Don sneered: "Anyone who hangs out with these guys is either a friend or part of the same group. Send them all down with Lord Roy to their graves!"

Finally, seeing that 'Closon' still hadn't reacted, and Chad, who valued his friend more than himself, started to get angry, Don chuckled again.

"What? Did I tell you right?" He walked over, grabbed the rope binding the guy who had been hiding in the corner trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, and pulled him in front of him. "A new member? Well, the last wood-type one sacrificed himself, so of course we need to add a new one."

Suddenly, 'Klosen' was locked onto by a group of people's gazes. He wasn't afraid, but he had a sense of foreboding...

Sure enough, Don was addicted to toying with Chad. He enjoyed seeing the righteous protagonist's terrifying expression of bloodshot eyes when his companion was injured. He used one hand to pull the rope so that 'Closon' was facing Chad, and used the other hand to lock 'Closon's' throat.

Now, Alaman and 'Closon' were facing the same direction, the two tied up in the corner cursing each other in the same direction.

This feeling...

This is bad...

'Closon' thought that he was about to be dragged out and made an example of.

He was right, but Don didn't intend to act directly. Instead, he played a cat-and-mouse game, leaving Don in an awkward and uncomfortable position.

"Hey, Don, he's still wearing a mask. This won't look good." A dark mage nearby noticed the flaw. "Should I take the mask off and see..."

As he spoke, he held the mask towards 'Closon's' face...

"Wait a moment!"

This was the first thing 'Closon' said after he was kidnapped.

"I'm just an innocent potion shop owner! You're trying to scare him, not me!"

Such shameless words were something neither side had ever heard before, especially coming from a team like the protagonists in inspirational movies, which shocked the dark mages even more.

But as shocking as it may seem, they weren't exactly good people.

Seeing that his companion was either intimidated or confused, Tang En retreated, but he showed no mercy and placed the hand that was holding the choke on the neck onto the hollow mask that he hadn't taken off since leaving the house.

'Klosen' didn't actually have anything to hide; he just didn't want to cause trouble because his face was so beautifully sculpted.

However, she was no longer as helpless as she had been when she first went out. Although she verbally refused, she felt it didn't matter if she took it off now, so she didn't resist.

Soon, a stunningly beautiful face, as ethereal as an elf, was revealed from beneath the mask held by Tang En.

Holy crap!

"Closon? You!"

"Why the hell are you wearing a mask if you look like that?!"

Since Alaman and 'Closon' were on the same level and slightly behind, and were still somewhat delirious, only Don, Chad, and Bob were directly impacted by the beauty, and the order of their speeches was the same.

Unfortunately, Don was uncultured and could only say "Holy crap" to get by. It was just something he did casually, but who knew he would get such an unexpected surprise!

Then look at Chad, who has an indignant expression on his face.

If I had known my teammate looked like this, he would have willingly applied the plaster when he was treated with the cheapest method. Why was he so reluctant before?

Bob fell silent after speaking. He needed to compare his own image with that of the newcomer in Alaman's eyes, and tragically discovered that even though he was outshone, he still couldn't get angry at 'Closon's' face.

Looking at 'Closon' again, he showed no sign of taking it seriously. Instead, he used his handsome face, which was used to deliver a devastating blow, to force out a gentle and harmless smile.

Don:.......

Don involuntarily released a lot of absorbable life force. He was already half-embracing 'Closon', but due to his position, he had been in an unabsorbable state. But now, unfortunately, he had been conquered by himself.

This doesn't mean he'll let the man go, but at least 'Klosen' can survive again, and he's happy even though he's being restrained in this position.

"Uh... it seems this is also your first time seeing this, uh, Klossen's face?"

Don't loosen his grip, tucking the mask into his pocket and then gripping the throat of the person rubbing against him. His smile was sinister, but everyone eerily sensed a happy gleam in it.

"Then I'll have to rethink who to cast as the main character in this play."

Alaman was ruthlessly abandoned and thrown back to Chad's side. Whether it was lucky or unlucky, Don chose 'Closon' as the new exhibit and kept him as the only one.

After feeding him a bottle of the same strangely colored potion as Alaman's, things started to take an indescribable turn...

......

"No!!! Let him go!!!"

Let me handle this! You stay away from him!

Chad's screams were heart-wrenching, as were Bob's, only his curses were even more outrageous. Alaman, still dazed, blushed as she saw 'Closson's' face, and she burst into tears.

'Closon' suffered for her!

Why did it turn out like this?

The most bewildered person in the room, 'Klossen', turned his head with difficulty and asked, "Um, am I cursed or are they cursed? Why are they crying for me?"