Liquidation: From Big Boss to Bloody Demon Sauce Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Dao of Absolute Acquisition

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Gnash leaned closer, his ugly face dead serious. "Places are many, succubus. But the marked caves... people go in, they die, or they don't come back. Creatures? Not always physical... but if the heavy stone doors open, the bad things come from inside. There is one big vault by the North Mountain. The weird blue light is always on. Nobody goes near it. Everybody who tries, dies screaming." North Mountain. Was that the official geographical name, or just local slang? I pushed my ponderings aside to focus on the core data. This was not a friendly debrief; it was a grim risk assessment of the massive challenges that awaited us. His warning made it abundantly clear that our acquisition journey wasn't going to be a simple smash-and-grab, even with Grimora's formidable, lethal prowess. There were undocumented security measures to be wary of, ancient traps to avoid, and a whole unknown, highly dangerous aspect of Xeenar's history to explore while operating under the constant threat of total liquidation. "Sounds exactly like a massive, unmanaged treasure vault is hidden there," Grimora said, positively giddy with the lead. Her pink eyes shone with the promise of profit. "Wait," Gnash warned, his small eyes meeting Grimora’s in a deep, terrified stare. “Inside… a monster sleeps. But it does not just sleep. It speaks when awake. It speaks words of absolute madness… it hacks into your mind, twists it up… you see terrifying things that are not real. It makes you kill your own crew…" A monster that dealt in psychological warfare? A creature that could hack the mind? A phantom chill went down my spine. The Dark Glade was not only physically threatening but also housed advanced security capable of mental onslaughts. This was a whole new tier of operational danger. An intellectual property dispute, essentially, where the property was our own sanity. "Thank you for the detailed briefing, Gnash," Grimora nodded gravely, her business smile returning. "We will prepare our logistics adequately. And all of you will be coming with us to act as porters." The troll's dark skin literally turned from a dirty charcoal black to a sickly, ashen gray as the words rolled smoothly off Grimora's tongue. I was forced to hold back a bubbling laugh. It was painfully clear that these trolls had thought this debrief would be the end of our corporate dealings. Grimora's surprise declaration that they were now permanently drafted into our workforce shook them to their very core. "You'd all better start packing your gear," I vibrated from atop Grimjaw, amplifying my voice to instill a sense of absolute, unforgiving urgency in them. "We move out for the North Mountain at dawn. Anyone late to the convoy gets terminated." At my harsh statement, the massive trolls shared horrified, defeated glances. I had fully expected some form of violent resistance, maybe a flat refusal or even a desperate, coordinated attack. But instead, their shoulders slumped, and they simply nodded in reluctant, terrified acceptance of their new management. Noticing their complete compliance, both Grimora and I shared a look of deep, corporate satisfaction. It was in that exact moment that I truly understood what Grimora meant about how intimidation and raw power were the only recognized currencies in this realm. The ball was firmly in our court now. With the trolls secured as our heavily armored, reluctant labor force, and Grimora flawlessly executing my strategic vision, we were heading towards the notorious North Mountain—a location promising massive returns and almost certain danger. The depressed trolls stood up and shuffled out of the hut to gather their meager supplies, leaving the three of us alone. Once they were gone, Grimora turned to me with a beaming, radiant smile that echoed brightly through our magical link. It was clear that she was looking for a performance review, and truthfully, she had earned a stellar one. She had managed the hostile trolls expertly, and just watching her oper