Liquidation: From Big Boss to Bloody Demon Sauce Chapter 14: Chapter 14: Mindless Slave

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It felt like she was offering me more than just her loyalty. Taking my body implied that I could have all of her, but what of it? What did Grimora get out of this, and how was I supposed to take her word after she had just been trying to kill me? Before I said yes to anything, I had some questions. I had been disadvantaged before, but just because I felt like I had the upper hand now didn't mean I should just accept whatever was given to me. You don't sign a contract without reading the fine print. "While that sounds good, I have some questions before we start," I explained. Grimora gave me a wry look that quickly turned haughty. Just as I thought. "What? I have offered my body to you, and you don't just accept?! How far do you think that I will let myself fall?!" Grimora demanded in a burst of outrage, throwing her arms up. I simply raised a non-existent 'eyebrow' and dismissed her tantrum. "I am here to negotiate, Grimora, not to be at anyone's beck and call," I stated firmly. The firmness of my tone deflated her fiery resistance, her expression morphing into one of stunned silence. Her reaction painted a clear picture of how she usually got her way. Smiling inwardly - the best I could do in my current state - I went on. "You see, I had been quite the successful businessman back in my world, before being tossed in this demon soup form that is." Gesturing vaguely at myself, I continued, "This new existence may have altered my outer form, but my mind remains intact. In my world, business contracts weren't sealed without proper scrutinization and negotiation. I've seen far too many trying to get the better end of a business deal. I cannot be too careful, wouldn't you agree?" A pregnant silence hung between us in the clearing, the only sound the heavy breathing of the Bihound behind me. To my delight, Grimora actually considered my words. "Imagine the power and impact we could have if we stood together," I added, hoping to bait the ambitious demon. Who among the ambitious wouldn't be enticed by power and influence? After a seemingly long pause, she finally sighed, her eyes looking into far-off places. Then, she slowly nodded. "Alright Visthal, ask your questions." "First, what stops you from betraying me the first chance you get?" This was the most basic of questions, but the one that worried me the most. Something told me that Luriel had something to do with me meeting Grimora. I was suspicious that Luriel might have told her to kill me, considering how often Luriel offered to do it herself. I needed to know what kept her tied to me. "How did you make the Bihound submit to you?" Grimora returned, ignoring my question. I observed my pet, noting the red and white fur that now matched my own color, and then frowned. "I absorbed its Life Force until it was almost dead, but just before it died, I unconsciously injected the Ether back into the Bihound. After that it changed to look like this, and started to call me master," I explained, but then frowned at Grimora. The entire time I had been speaking, she had been slowly backing up. The confident look she wore was now gone, replaced by one I had a hard time describing. Something like fear, confusion, and utter disbelief. I was sure there were more emotions mixed in, but I was only concerned about why she was feeling them. "What is wrong?" I asked, and Grimora just stared at me. "That is what I do when I make a Thrull... You are supposed to be a demon, not have the same powers that I do!" Grimora snapped, taking another step back. This made me frown. "You are a demon, are you not?" I asked. Grimora shook her head. "No, we are the progenitors of demons, but the Succubi are a race born from desire. We are immortal creatures that exist to serve the king that we create. You are a demon born of Luriel, not a succubus, but I can't deny what is right before my eyes," Grimora admitted, confusion heavy in her voice. I listened to her words, mulling over the information she relayed. So the succ