There was nothing much left to say about what happened next.
Naimus took the two of them in.
He truly was short on people in Silver City.
Shadow Man was no weakling. As one of the few current "generals" of the Secret Arts Branch, his strength was actually quite decent.
More importantly, the Secret Arts Branch possessed a certain kind of "qualification."
As for Emerson, he had both talent and ability.
What he lacked was resources.
If he had sufficient resources to complete his card set, he might become a fairly capable Silver Breed enforcer.
Of course, as the price for attacking him, their lives were temporarily placed in Naimus's hands.
This was not merely a figure of speech, but a genuine threat.
As though he had seen a ghost, Shadow Man watched Naimus invent a secret art on the spot, then use crystals as materials to cast it and implant it into their bodies.
From then on, their lives no longer belonged to them.
Shadow Man tried to inspect the secret art inside his body, only to discover that he could not understand it.
As a high-ranking member of the Secret Arts Branch, he could not understand a secret art improvised by someone who had only encountered secret arts for half an hour.
He had already known that Naimus was not human, but he had never expected the gap between them to be so immense. He could not even comprehend what he was looking at.
It was not that he wanted to undo the secret art. After witnessing Naimus's abilities, he suddenly felt that lying low and clinging to Naimus's thigh was not such a bad thing.
He simply possessed a burning desire to learn.
"I'll wait until Lord Naimus has some free time, then seek his guidance and