Jacob stared at Immortika's suggestion, and he had no choice but to stop his action.
Over two years ago, when Immortika's so call slumbering period was finished, Jacob summoned it and questioned it about what happened that day when he acquired the Cursed Path Glory Gem.
However, Immortika brushed everything off by simply telling him its signature line, 'What are you talking about?' and then started laughing wantonly.
Exasperated yet helpless, Jacob had no choice but to drop the topic. Immortika did make something clear, though.
The Infinity Pendant was indeed incomplete and still missing another component, and Jacob might need to find its whereabouts in the future.
That was how Jacob's inquiry came to an end, and after that day, he summoned Immortika today because it was the first time in his entire voyage that he fell into trouble.
Furthermore, this trouble was something he couldn't even hope to overcome with brute strength. He could easily tell that Captain Free Sword's change in behavior was because of his racial identity, and he probably wanted to confirm or want something from him.
But becoming a slave was something he never wanted to experience again ever. Yet just as Immortika stated, he really can't overpower so many Unique Rank Experts who could easily kill him in a blink of an eye. Not to mention Captain Free Sword was someone close to the peak of Unique Rank, so panicking won't do him any good.
Now that Immortika assured him only his physique would be enslaved and his mind would remain the same, this was his only chance of getting out of this alive.
So, what if he becomes someone's slave again? As long as he has a way to overcome this situation, he'll be free one day. Besides, it wasn't like he hadn't done something like this before.
At this moment, Masha, after receiving Captain Free Sword's confirmation, finally turned toward Jacob and smiled evilly, showing her sharp teeth.
"I never thought I would get a chance to work on a Faery Human in my life. Just your perfect face made me want to mess it up more and more. I guess we both are lucky. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle, but only if you want it to be gentle!" She maliciously stated while flaunting her deep cleavage.
"I'm not what you're thinking me to be, and I don't want to die either. That's why as long as you guys won't kill me, I'll be your slave or dog, whatever you want me to be." Jacob submissively stated.
"Are you sure he's one of those self-centered Faeries?" Masha strangely asked Captain Free Sword, just like Harold does.
Captain Free Sword merely chuckled, "Won't we find out after you work your magic?" Although he said that, a hint of uncertainty was present in Captain Free Sword's voice.
"I guess you are right." Masha quickly agreed with Captain Free Sword and then turned to Jacob, who was now standing there without moving, and evilly said, "What a pity, I personally prefer to be rough. Heh, I guess gentle it is, then. Expose your torso, and turn around."
Jacob took a deep breath and removed his shirt, exposing his sharply ripped, masculine pale white torso, which made Masha lick her pale gray lips. Ignoring her reaction, he turned around and exposed his demon face back.
"I hope you're right about this!" Jacob coldly transmitted his voice to Immortika.
"Hahahaha… when have I ever lied to you? Look on the bright side; you're going to be enslaved by a charming woman this time, not an ugly goblin. Enjoy yourself while you can…hahahahaha!"
Jacob rolled his eyes and remained still as he no longer spoke with the eccentric book, which would only make him pop some nerve if he continued to talk.
Masha didn't delay either as an exquisite silver brush suddenly appeared in her hand with a black head. The next moment, six materials suddenly appeared, levitating in front of her under a blue sheen.
One was a three-centimeter Ladybug like creature which had a black shell with crimson runes, while instead of a head, it had a sharp black claw. Out of the remaining materials, three appeared to be herbs with ugly appearances, while the last two were marbles that glowed in an emerald hue. They were actually magic cores.
However, these magic cores were vastly different from the Star Magic Cores because a Star Magic Core only had a crystal-like appearance with white glowing dots in it. Yet these two magic cores were perfectly shaped marbles, and if one looked closely, there seemed to be unlimited stars in these small marbles, like the starry sky.
They were actually Unique Rank Magic Cores of a Sorcerer!
The brush in Masha's hand lit up in blue light as golden runes started to surface on the brush. Almost instantly, she started to mutter gibberish as she stroked the brush with a strange move between the materials, and magically they started to melt in the air under Masha's graceful brush movement.
"Ah, it's always a feast for the eyes whenever I look at a Rune Artificer's techniques. Truly fascinating…" Captain Free Sword praised, and Harold nodded in agreement.
On the other hand, Jacob, who was feeling nothing but chills behind his back, had no idea what was going on since he was told to look on the other side.
But from Captain Free Sword's words, he could guess Masha was preparing to carve that Salve Rune, and she seemed to be quite proficient in Rune Artificer Techniques, which he also had learned but never practiced.
Within a minute, all those materials vanished without a trace, and what was left in their place was a small glob of crimson liquid in the air, and Masha dipped the brush head in that liquid glob at this moment.
Like a sponge, the brush started to suck that liquid, and its silver surface also started to turn into the same color as the crimson liquid until it was shining in crimson color, and the liquid was finally gone.
Masha smiled impishly while holding the fully crimson brush as she looked at Jacob's wide back like she was looking at a canvas.
"Alright, this going to sting a little…"
Masha gently warned before she moved her hand and stroked strongly on Jacob's back, leaving a crimson brush stroke.
However, the moment that brush touched Jacob's back, he felt like a burning blade, and the worse part came after the brush stroke was fully manifested. It was like someone had poured molten lava right above that same wound made by that burning blade!
