The speaker was one of the triplets. Besides them, two other women were standing, with the only person seated being a bald man named Justin Odell.

Justin laughed coldly. "You're a short-sighted fool! Look at how pretty and alluring this woman is. Imagine how much food she could bring us."

The women immediately began flattering him. "You really have such a great vision, Mr. Odell."

"Whatever you say is right."

"Yes, we'll definitely listen to you."

Justin smiled. "Don't worry. I'll modify your soul slightly so you'll follow my commands obediently."

At that moment, Milo felt no fear. She had long been accustomed to life-and-death situations. Ever since becoming a martial artist, she had anticipated such a day.

After joining the headquarters to fight Malevolent Phantoms, the chances of dying were naturally even higher.

The headquarters' intelligence turned out to be wrong this time. There weren't just three B-tier Malevolent Phantoms in this village. Those two women were a