Dr. Stylish glanced discreetly at Minister Honest, who hadn't said a word since the beginning. A troubling suspicion began to take shape in his mind.
Could it be that these two hadn't been "recruited" at all?
And perhaps taking down the Four Rakshasa Demons, who served Honest, had been their idea too.
Dr. Stylish simply couldn't think of any reason Honest would want to deal with the Four Rakshasa Demons. They were his capable subordinates, after all. Suddenly knocking them out made no sense.
"Snap."
Sarutobi Hiruzen snapped his fingers and looked at Dr. Stylish with a smile.
"You have talent."
"I've decided you're acceptable."
"From now on, you'll work for me."
Dr. Stylish was a Teigu User, but his Teigu was a support type with little combat ability. In the original story, he mainly used scientific methods to deal with the protagonists, and his research talent was exceptional.
Hearing this, Dr. Stylish felt a foreboding rise in his heart.
Sure enough, smoke billowed from Minister Honest, who was still seated where he had been. When it cleared, Sarutobi Hiruzen stood in his place.
In other words, there were two Sarutobi Hiruzen in front of Dr. Stylish!
"Gulp."
Dr. Stylish swallowed with difficulty, trying to remain calm as he wondered what kind of Teigu could grant both a clone and a transformation ability.
"You've figured it out, haven't you?"
"Honest is already dead."
"I'll inherit his influence and power."
"Of course, I'm not as bored as he was. I won't make tyrannical cruelty my hobby."
Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression carried a hint of menace.
"Don't you want to create Teigu?"
"I can rule this Empire and gather the resources you need to make them."
"What do you think?"
Dr. Stylish had still been a little worried about his life, but the