Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Return the Scapegoat with a Scapegoat_1

Aiden's words sent a sudden chill down Carlo's spine.

Moving his gaze ahead, he saw the big boss's eyes were as cold as those measuring a dead man, along with the gun muzzles all pointing towards himself.

"Your level of sophistry probably couldn't even deceive a child, let alone save you. Hiring me is your only option if you want to live," Aiden said, his voice dropping suddenly, "And in case you haven't figured it out, I can have quite the temper."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a mist-like spiritual body emerged from Aiden, floating upwards before coalescing into a colossal figure draped in a cloak, a ghost whose features were indistinct beneath the shroud, but whose eyes flickered with a green Netherworld Ghostfire.

This was the guardian spirit bestowed upon him by Asenna, effectively acting as her avatar. As long as Aiden's magic power lasted, it could employ several of Asenna's offensive necromancies in accordance with his will.