"Buzz—"
Ripples like flowing water spread from the ground. The solid earth that the four black-armored knights had just dug three feet into, under their suspicious gazes, suddenly became incredibly soft, like mud mixed with water, or like mud beasts.
Because in the next second, it "spat out, spat out, spat out" five unconscious black-armored knights, the very five who had disappeared out of thin air.
"......"
Silence spread among the enforcement team.
The space twisted, and Tang Sui's petite figure appeared before them out of nowhere. Under her feet was a dark shadow, like a mud pit. As long as Tang Sui willed it, she could dive into the world within the shadow, avoiding the attacks of the other four.
"Grandpa, aren't we timing this?"
Tang Sui tilted her head slightly, speaking a surprising statement, dropping a depth charge that exploded this silent fish pond.
Almost instantly, expressions of disbelief appeared under the heavily armored helmets of all the black-armored knights. They looked at Tang Chen with shock, then at Tang Sui, their gazes darting back and forth between the two, confirming something.
These two were actually related like this?!
Tang Chen, who was called Grandpa: "......"
Fine, whether it was his original age or the age of this body, he was indeed old enough to be a grandfather.
Tang Sui's expression remained unchanged.
After her memories returned, she sorted through all the memories she had recalled.
Calling him Dad was impossible.
One was a bat demon, and the other was a spirit-faced-girl. Their races didn't match.
Although Tang Chen said that this body had a blood relation to her current body, according to memories from her past life, judging by the generation of the protagonist Tang San, Tang Chen was the second-to-last generation Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect, and now the Supreme Elder.
Of course, she didn't know if Tang San had been born yet, but Tang Chen's presence in the Slaughter City and taking root there was already during his period of absence after returning from Sea God Island as a Supreme Elder and undergoing the Rakshasa God's assessment.
Thinking of the Rakshasa God, Tang Sui's gaze turned cold, losing its warmth for a moment before returning to its usual composure.
The atmosphere on the scene became stiff. The other four black-armored knights silently abandoned the idea of trying to salvage the failed situation with a finishing blow.
They shifted their gaze to their fallen and unconscious comrades. After assessing their current condition, they felt a hint of surprise.
They appeared unharmed, yet they were unconscious. This left only two possibilities: either they were poisoned, or they had been affected by mental soul skills and were trapped in an illusion.
Regardless of which it was, for a Soul King, to subdue so many Soul Douluos at once with her current strength was truly incredible.
She was only a Soul King!
They marveled inwardly, then secretly cast sidelong glances at their respected King of Slaughter, the shock in their hearts fading a tiny bit.
If this was the King's... granddaughter, it seemed not so outrageous.
Accustomed to living under the deterrence of the King of Slaughter, gradually subdued by the other's terrifying strength and iron-fisted methods, the enforcement team members viewed the King of Slaughter with a filter, becoming more accepting.
Sharply sensing that something was slowly changing in the gazes of the enforcement team knights as they looked at Tang Sui.
Tang Chen, with a pleased smile, quirked his lips. Just as he was about to start the countdown, the other four black-armored knights in the field simultaneously turned their heads to look at Tang Chen and said in unison:
"King, there's no need to (start the) countdown."
As these words were spoken, the four of them paused and looked at each other.
Through the gaps in their helmets, their eyes conveyed their mutual understanding.
"Oh?" Tang Chen raised an eyebrow. Seeing them exchange glances, he gripped the long spear in his hand, turned, and knelt on one knee towards Tang Sui's position, lowering his proud head.
"We concede."
Such heaven-blessed talent from the little princess, to be able to subdue so many of them simultaneously as merely a Soul King, and all she wanted was the position of an additional record keeper, not the captain or auditor positions. It was harmless, and they had no objections.
The ostensible purpose of this assessment was for the record keeper position, but they knew that in reality, the King was validating the little princess.
Proving to them that she indeed had the qualifications and strength to secure a place and have a voice in the Slaughter City.
"Clang—"
The sound of armor rubbing against armor rang out. The other black-armored knights also knelt down in a rush, including the captain, who knelt on one knee towards their grandparent-grandchild pair, lowering his proud head.
Tang Chen glanced at the little cub whose breath was a bit weak compared to before the battle. He nodded slightly, then strode forward. In just one step, he used his spatial ability to shrink the distance, arriving before Tang Sui. He bowed and scooped up the well-behaved little cub, letting her sit in his arms. He then looked indifferently at the black-armored knights:
"Starting tomorrow, Mianmian will be the record keeper for the enforcement team. She will not be the captain or vice-captain, but she will also have the authority to mobilize the enforcement team. Furthermore, everyone who enters the Slaughter City must register with Mianmian. Do you have any objections?"
"No."
The black-armored knights, without even lifting their heads, denied in unison.
Only the captain hesitated after answering and asked, "King, the enforcement team has a roster of personnel. What is the little princess's name?"
Hearing this, Tang Sui, who was sitting in Tang Chen's arms, turned her head and was about to answer when a large hand covered her mouth.
"...?"
Why wouldn't he let her speak?
Tang Sui turned her head and glared at Tang Chen.
The little cub really didn't learn her lesson. How could a demon's name be easily revealed?
Not even an alias.
Did humans deserve to know about a spirit-faced-girl?
The King of Slaughter looked at the innocent little cub and snorted inwardly, but his expression remained indifferent. "Just write 'Little Princess'."
Tang Sui: "......" Could she say no?
Captain: "...... Yes."