Gaining Another Legendary Powerhouse's Loyalty

After seeing the star iron, Roland's gaze at Puvela grew increasingly fervent, though a trace of killing intent rose in his heart.

Previously, Roland truly had not wanted to rashly make an enemy of a Level 20 puppet. Even if he won, the losses would not be small; if he lost, he would suffer a disastrous defeat.

But things were different now. So much star iron was simply beyond measure in value. It could greatly enhance the equipment of the territory's powerhouses, and Roland could not possibly give it up easily.

Of course, although that was what he thought, Roland remained extremely cordial on the surface. After all, subduing Puvela would maximize the benefits. A Level 20 Legendary War Puppet was undoubtedly worth more than the star iron.

"Puvela, I swear upon my honor and my life that everything I say next is true, without a single lie."

"As for whether you believe me, that depends on your own choice."

Puvela nodded but did not answer, merely watching Roland quietly.

"First of all, I am a pure-blooded human, and I was born into nobility..."

To deepen Puvela's favorable impression of him, Roland did not hesitate to begin with a lie.

The human noble system had endured for a long time, tracing back even to the birth of humanity itself. From beginning to end, nobles had held an extremely high status among humans, and the Allison Kingdom was no exception.

The nobles might not have had a particularly good reputation, but they truly controlled more than ninety percent of humanity's internal resources. Without their permission, Puvela could never have been created. From another perspective, rather than saying the Allison Kingdom had given Puvela life, it was more accurate to say the nobles had given him life.

Sure enough, Roland had guessed