Lear gazed at the hyena groveling without any limit, his eyebrows slightly raised.
There was no disdain in his heart. When one cannot control their fate, how many are willing to be this humble?
Perhaps such people can live longer.
He turned to look at Kalanis.
"You choose for yourself."
He wouldn't stay in Lorand City for long; it was up to her to select the best candidates to control the Faceless Hermitage.
Kalanis's eyes were deep.
"Sir, let's choose him first... He knows more about the Faceless Hermitage, and besides, he has no limits, willing to do anything."
As long as the leash is tight, a vicious dog can ease its master's worries.
Lear nodded.
"Can you enslave him, making him completely obedient to you?"
Kalanis pondered for a moment and shook her head.
"I can't, but I can leave the power of tyranny in his mind. As long as he harbors any ill will towards me, it will directly destroy his soul..."
Oh?
Could the power of the Divine also have such differences?
