"What do you want me to do?"
Stain looked at the tall 'armor' in front of him and asked this question without any emotion.
"Is that the attitude you should have towards your savior?"
"Heh."
In the face of Lancer counter-question, Stain's answer was very simple. His attitude was right there.
If a normal person were rescued, even if they weren't grateful, they would at least not be like this. But it was clear that Stain was not a normal person. In his view, everything he had done was 'self-inflicted.' He had already prepared himself mentally before he started killing, and no matter what he became, he would not regret it. Although he was seen as a 'lunatic' by Lancer, he was undoubtedly a lunatic with resolve.
The starting point for all of this was to bring out the 'true heroes' and change this distorted status quo. So, in his opinion, was a 'plea deal' a part of the distortion? Without a doubt, it was. It meant that he himself had become a part of what he wanted to change, which undoubtedly made him very unhappy.
But Lancer just shook his head and didn't say anything more.
People with beliefs are the most troublesome. No matter what they believe in, whether it is good or bad, it is difficult to change. Fortunately, Lancer didn't need to change him.
"Bang~!"
With a light stomp on the ground, a huge magic circle unfolded under their feet.
Speaking of which, Lancer had been liking to stay in the castle more and more recently. After all, because of the magic circles he had set up in advance, it could provide him with mana and various kinds of support. If he were outside and wanted to cast this magic circle, he would need to prepare for at least a few minutes, but here, he could do it with a flick of his hand.
"Become my servant!"
With Lancer command, the magic circle covering the two of them quickly shrunk until it was completely locked onto Stain's neck.
"You're very lucky. The task I'm giving you is the one you like to do the most!"
At this time, Stain, who was constantly touching his neck, had a bad feeling. It was a feeling as if his life was being held in someone else's hands...
The arrangements had been completed in advance, and Lancer could finally be freed from his heavy 'work.'
Pro heroes with average strength might not even be able to get through the battle formation of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers, and the specialized Dragon Tooth Soldiers made from ancient dragon bones were enough to deal with most pro heroes. Only a small number of strong people required him to make a move personally, and those who were qualified for him to make a move personally would usually get a bottle of 'healing potion' as a gift afterward.
But even so, the relationship between those pro heroes and Lancer was still not good. As for the reason? It was simple. Although the 'ghost' was stationed in that castle like a true demon king, his subordinates had begun to wreak havoc throughout Japan.
The most noticeable one was the guy code-named 'Executioner.' It was not hard to guess that this code name was Lancer own sick humor.
He was specifically responsible for assassinations. If he were to assassinate an ordinary person, even if they knew they couldn't beat him, the pro heroes probably wouldn't hesitate at all. But the problem was that on the walls where these people were killed, there were usually dozens of 'pieces of evidence' pinned with a dagger.
This evidence was for the things that these people who were killed had done.
Lancer was not a clean freak who couldn't stand a grain of sand in his eye. His own hands were not clean either, and he had also been stained with the blood of innocents before. What's more, if he really didn't even let go of the 'gray,' he would have to kill who knows how many people. So, he set his sights on the group of people who were already so black that they couldn't get any blacker.
Murder, drug trafficking, large-scale fraud, rape...
Just as Lancer once said to All Might—
'This is an era of iron and blood!'
And during this period, there were even quite a few people who came to 'apply for a job' on their own initiative.
Lancer naturally took them all in, but the price was that a special magic circle was carved on their necks.
Those who had the guts to come to Lancer were naturally people with no criminal records, after all, the bodies of the criminals who were killed before were not even cold yet. But people are fickle. Who knows if they will have criminal records in the future even if they don't have them now?
You have to know that walking in the gray area, no matter what color you were originally, and no matter how beautiful your past wishes were, you will eventually be dyed gray. All of this was a precautionary measure.
Pro heroes walk in the light, and their job is to maintain this light.
And Lancer subordinates are responsible for infiltrating the darkness from the gray area and dragging those disgusting guys into the light to be exposed until they die.
As for Lancer himself, he is responsible for dealing with the most troublesome targets. Most of these people are strong enough or have enough power that ordinary people cannot deal with them due to their strict defenses.
There was no doubt that after the initial chaos, the entire society was completely renewed with this three-layer filter.
While people feared the 'ghost,' they were also enjoying everything that his appearance brought...
In a great change, people's growth will be faster than usual, just like the students of 'U.A..'
They originally thought that they were just going to participate in a workplace experience like their seniors before, and then return to their normal student lives after the workplace experience ended. But this great change made them see many things they had never imagined before.
Although the presidents of those agencies had consciously made them avoid some more 'special' cases, the drastic changes within just one week still left them at a loss.
From the initial normalcy, to the subsequent great change, and finally to everything returning to peace.
This simple three-stage change made them feel a little lost.
Now, gathered in the classroom again, everyone seemed to be unchanged, but after truly seeing some things, the aura they exuded was undoubtedly more mature.
Everyone gathered in groups according to their habits and discussed what they had seen and heard in the past few days, until the classroom door was pushed open.
"Yo~ good morning, everyone~"
All Might greeted the students in the class with his signature smile.
"All Might-sensei!!"
After temporarily retiring for the reason of 'recovering from injury,' All Might officially joined U.A. High School and became a full-time teacher. Without the need to run around like before, he could finally lead class A as a 'homeroom teacher.'
"Ahem~ students, I'm sure you all had a good rest last night~ So, how about we have a small test today?"
"A small test?"
Most of the students in the class were confused, but then they all showed excited expressions. There was no doubt that they had grown a lot from the short period of learning, so they were even more curious about how much they had 'grown.' All Might's words could be said to have made them extremely excited.