I Became a Dark Fantasy Villain

Sensing that his hunch had become reality, Ian merely twitched his eyes without showing it.

"You would do that for me, Mentor?"

"Yes. If your research reaches completion sooner, it will benefit me greatly as well." Roben answered without slowing his steps, his tone sounding as though he were offering an enormous favor.

After staring into Ian’s eyes for a moment, he continued, "With my help, you’ll be able to eliminate every variable caused by pain or fear. And of course, they will obey whatever command you give them."

"Like those masked slaves?"

"It will be a tremendous aid to your research. And in truth, it is no less than mercy for them as well. They will be freed from unnecessary fear and suffering," Roben replied calmly before glancing back at the group behind them. "Look at them. Aren’t they all terrified? Pitiful creatures."

Even if the group was only acting, the remark was utterly disgusting. Of course, Ian didn’t bother turning around.

Stroking his chin as if in thought, he finally said, "That certainly… would be a great help."

Roben turned back toward him and added casually, "Though I would have to take custody of your test subjects for a while."