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It is just a show of power.

There is no need to say anything further to make Sapphire understand what is at stake. I have left her memory intact for this very reason. It is one of many reasons.

Always try to kill more birds with just one bullet.

The more, the better.

Sapphire has demonstrated her strong willpower and extreme resilient in the face of danger, so she is more than capable of triumphing over any adversity.

Hopefully, she will grow stronger as a person in the process.

If not, well, I will be somewhat disappointed, but probably only briefly. I have never put all my eggs in the same basket, so at least one of those eggs will hatch into a dragon, preferably the egg that I take the time to talk to personally.

Allison for example. Eliana is another. Sapphire is just the latest in the line.

However, I have seen her tenacity when all is lost, so I don't need to jump into the future to see how well she will fare. It is just a probable future, that might or might not have happened due to one thing or another.

The future is always changing, after all.

To be honest, there is no need for me to resurrect any of the villagers. Although it doesn't really cost me anything to do so, I am not someone who did thing simply because it is the right thing to do.

If I don't gain anything in return, then why should I bother? I have never claimed to be a hero, so don't expect me to act like one.

That said, I did it because it is a gift to my newest apprentice.

”Rise.”

I command without needing to turn around. I can see everything through the countless minions staring down at her. Those minions are standing there to demonstrate what will happen to all that she loves and cares for if she displeases me.

Death is very simple, but an eternity of enslavement. Well, that is far more frightening.

In other word, all her friends and family are my hostages, now and forever.

Sapphire understands this clearly. It is the reason why she is here alone, subserviently. She obeys my command and stands straight.

There are more than just fears in her beautiful sapphire eyes.

Is it why she is called sapphire?

I don't mind gazing at those eyes all day. Sadly, they did lose their brilliant when she had been reduced to a mere cock-sleeve. Her magic also went berserk, but it gives me a glimpse into her potential.

”Master. My name is Sapphire Solare. How may I address you?”

Sapphire asks politely.

I already know her name since I have been spying on her and the villagers. I didn't restore her village to its unmolested condition because I don't want the villagers to think this is all just a dream.

There are other ways to prove this, but no need to spend too much braincells on this.

I am not even supposed to be here right now, playing the mysterious benefactor. But I do adjust my plans on the fly, especially when new information arises.

It is called a plan because it needs to be planned and re-planned constantly.

Nevertheless, the villagers do not recall the terrifying experience at the hands of the goblins and Bruce though, as there are young children amongst the dead.

Letting the children remember what had happened only serves as psychological torture.

They were raped to death by Bruce, after all. After reviewing his disjointed memory briefly, I can say for sure that this guy is 100% an Otaku.

I mean, a lolicon. Is there a difference?

”Maxwell. You may call me Maxwell.”

I answer and turn around to face Sapphire. My face is shrouded by the hood. As I am currently creating a personification as well as a lineage, I didn't give her my first name. It is reserved for later.

”This student greets Master Maxwell.”

Sapphire responses with a respectful bow.

Student? Well, that is just another name for slave on Azula.

To grasp the secret and power of magic, almost all students will do anything that have been requested of them by their respective master. This includes sexual things as well as deadly experimentation. The latter is more frequent since most mages are too obsess with magic to enjoy the opposite sex.

A lot of students died due to being horribly experimented on by their master, but the risk is well worth it in the end in spite of that. Massive amount of money and life are spent to advance magic. It is one of the reasons why humanity will dominate the other races in the far future.

How I know all of that? A little time manipulation and a lot of questions, that is how.

My current personification is the mysterious and all-knowing master, isn't it? Would be strange if I do not know anything about the political landscape on Azula. I even know her natural affinity is fire, she has just been initiated at the Arcane Academy, and her potential is sapphire.

They use precious gems to rank magical potential? Interesting.

”Master returns the greeting to student Sapphire.”

I response in kind. It is strange to talk in 3rd person, but whatever, I suppose. I gesture the girl to come and stand before me.

Sapphire swallows the lump in her throat before approaching me. She tries not to leer at Bruce, but it is quite difficult. Her hatred for the Hobgoblin runs deep even though it did not touch her at all. It did rape her friend Lavender though.

Yes, I have reviewed that part of the memory from Bruce. That is some fatality!

Even standing just an armlength from me, Sapphire is unable to make out my appearance due to the holographic projection. All she sees is blackness within the hood.

I place my gloved hands on her small shoulder, making her flinch. She is barely a young adult, but she is developing nicely. There is no doubt in my mind that she will be a beauty when she grows out.

”Master…?”

Sapphire utters before freezing up. Her academic robe and somewhat plain undergarments reduce to dust, revealing her milky nakedness and budding maturity. Seeing her whole instead of separate parts is much nicer.

Her forced indecency only lasted a second before metallic winds swirl around her, covering her up and giving her new fiery robe.

True, I could just tell her to undress. She will do without any question as she has no other choice, but this is a lot more fun.

You must enjoy the little things. It also adds to my eccentricity – maybe insanity? Hahaha!

Ahem…

The old robe is standard issue, for students who does not have a master yet. Since I have accepted her as my padawan, she should wear something befitting her new status.

Welcome to the dark side!

Before Sapphire has time to appreciate her new set of clothing, micromachines stream out of her Jedi-like apparel, spiralling down her arms and around her wrist. She tries not to scream as the machines pierce into her wrists before forming two metal bracelets.

These bracelets are more than just to grant her limitless magical energy at my command. They also lie detector and GPS tracker amongst many things.