A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

Clearly, the horror of Kenmei Isayama has been deeply imprinted in this brat's mind, leaving an indelible shadow.

Kinji said fearfully

"Ah."

"Goodbye, kid. You shouldn't go to places like this at your age."

After giving his instructions, Kenmei Isayama left decisively.

Given his personality, he's only suited for free-range living, not for being kept in captivity.

Kenmei Isayama walked up to Shigeji Fushiguro, and the two walked one after the other.

Are there any other events?

Isayama Kenmei asked Fukuheishen'er

"Gone."

"I just find it strange that you care so much about that kid."

Fukugoro felt that there must be a deeper meaning behind every move Isayama Kenmei made.

"Invest, invest."

Kenmei Isayama mimicked how Shigeaki Fushiguro had lectured him from the audience, waving a lottery ticket in his hand.

"When you see a promising talent, you'll always want to place some bet on him."

"That kid has quite a talent for sorcery?"

"He clearly looks like a little gambler."

"Indeed, I feel that his talent surpasses at least 98% of the current sorcerers, and he is much stronger than them."

Kenmei Isayama did not deny it.

What truly convinced Kenmei Isayama to stick to his point of view was the reappearance of that fleeting "spiritual vision."

He saw a man who was shirtless and covered in wounds.

The appearance is clearly that of a grown-up Kinji, but the smile on his face is particularly exaggerated, with his mouth wide open, while his whole body twists and turns to a strange frequency, dancing a rather mesmerizing dance.

It was slumped over, its body and waist were twisting and turning, and its two fingers were gesturing something.

With the burst of green magical power, the series of different movements combined in just a few seconds made Kenmei Isayama feel extremely excited.

Although the process was bizarre, Kenmei Isayama recognized it as a domain at a glance.

The fact that he can open up a domain is already a strong testament to Kinji's talent; his future achievements will at least reach the level of a top-tier sorcerer.

"Just remember this: I never make investments that don't yield returns."

"So what? I said number nine, so it's number nine."

Although Kenmei Isayama did not place any bets, he did enjoy the process, experiencing the so-called power that transcends all rules.

"See? You can make money by following me."

"Today you should have made back everything you lost in the past."

"Yes, boss."

Fuheshen smiled.

Today, Kenmei Isayama truly taught Fushiguro a lesson in the meaning of power.

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The boss didn't do nothing to let Number Nine win; he simply made a phone call.

Because Kenmei Isayama did not try to hide his identity from Jinji Fushiguro when he made the call, the entire conversation was overheard.

"Hey, does the Kamo family have any shares in the Tokyo Big Sprint?"

"Oh, so you have it now, right?"

"Then I understand."

"By the way, I really like the number nine today, what do you think?"

In just four seemingly simple sentences, the course of today's competition was completely altered, and the fate of many people was changed as well.

This wave of losses has left many seasoned gamblers cursing and swearing.

This truly showed Fuheishen, who only had a knife as his backup, a different set of rules for the game.

To see the big picture from small details.

"This kind of power dynamic in the world of sorcery, reflected in reality, can be played out like this?"

Recklessly using the influence of the sorcery world

"It's just the boss doing this all by himself."

"Or is everyone doing this?"

"This way of playing is terrifying."

Fuhe Shen'er was the least popular one in the Zen family; no one would include him when playing with others.

One phone call from the boss wiped out all of Fuheshel's previous losses as a gambling addict, whether from horse racing, rowing, or other places, and he even made a profit.

But if asked to explain himself, Kenmei Isayama would not admit that he was simply curious about the composition of the Kamo family's assets and made a simple phone call to inquire, with absolutely no other intentions.

The efficiency was quite high. As soon as Kenmei Isayama showed interest in the racecourse, the Kamo family hardly made him wait and acquired ownership of the entire racecourse in one fell swoop.

Whether it's horse racing, sports betting, or anything else, there's usually a shady deal behind it all, with plenty of room for maneuver. It's just that they don't usually do it in such an ugly way. Cutting flesh with a dull knife is painful, but it's not as fatal all at once.

With just a word, they can make their subordinates willingly hand over the family's golden goose. This is the power of the Kamo family, one of the three great families in the world of sorcery in Japan for thousands of years, in the financial world.

The Kamo family, while the other two families remained aloof and unwilling to be tainted by worldly greed, was the first to reform, becoming the first family to modernize and enter the banking industry.

This progress has led to where it is today, and then Fushiguro Jinji saw it all. With just one phone call, things would unfold exactly as Isayama Kenmei had hoped.

Fuhesh suddenly realized that gambling had lost its appeal for him.

"I originally planned to gamble on horse racing in the morning, rowing in the afternoon, and go to the casino in the evening, so that I could earn three times my salary in one day."

"But boss, when you take me to eat meat, I feel like the little money I 'earned' there before is not even worth the soup, it's like I just heard a sound."

Having been deprived of his hobbies, Fuheshen was at a loss, unsure of what to do or what other ways he could relax.

"That's fine, the money I gave you isn't meant to be wasted on things like this."

Kenmei Isayama didn't pay much attention to the old gambler's words of temporary repentance.

He revealed the inside story of an industry to Fuheshel, broadening his horizons. At his age, he was being ripped off every day without even realizing it.

It's laughable to tell anyone. The mighty "Heaven and Tyrant" always loses at gambling. He's made countless people laugh their heads off.

As for this guy's seemingly repentant attitude, saying he would definitely not come again next time, Kenmei Isayama scoffed at him.

If the urge to gamble were so easy to overcome, there wouldn't be so many tragedies of broken families and broken marriages in the world.

In a few days, you might see this old man wandering around some rowing track or racetrack again.

"Since you don't have anywhere you want to go."

Kenjiro Isayama thought to himself that since it was still early today, he might as well take a walk around a bit more.

Furthermore, he occasionally came out and encountered someone like Kinji, which gave Kenmei Isayama some ideas.

Human potential is limitless, but being treated as a blood slave to Kenmei Isayama, seemingly stripped of his power...

The higher the limit, the more it is already constrained by an invisible framework.

If you can't expand your domain when you awaken, you probably won't have a chance in the future. It's better to nurture this kid.

"Then I'll take you to another place."

"Where?"

The two arrived at the parking lot, and Kenmei Isayama got into the driver's seat, while Shigeji Fushiguro sat in the passenger seat.

The reason for this situation is simply that that jerk can't drive and doesn't have a driver's license.

So his boss needs to give him money, and in turn, he needs to drive for him.

Kenmei Isayama drives a pure black BB version of the Pocket Edition. I used to think these things were way too expensive for me. Now, they seem just okay, and the suicide door design even feels a bit anti-human.

He fastened his seatbelt and gave Fuheshel a mysterious smile.

"your home."

"my home?"

Fuheshel pointed at himself in surprise, his face showing great astonishment.

He thought he had misheard, but the boss's words were very clear.

"Correct."

Kenmei Isayama nodded and repeated the sentence.

"I don't know when you last went home."

Kenmei Isayama clearly remembered the words that this guy said just before he was about to kill him.

It is said that if the demon in his family were sent to the Zen temple, it would naturally become the next head of the temple.

As everyone knows, the critically wounded Fukuro Jinji was saved by Isayama Kenmei. From then on, he was completely bound to Isayama Kenmei, becoming his subordinate and never able to betray him again, even to this day.

"You gambling addict, are you really someone who only cares about yourself while your whole family starves?"

Behind Fuheshchen's seemingly worthless appearance lies the scumbag father of two children.

Isayama Kenmei checked and found that he originally only had one son, but then Fushiguro Jinji adopted a daughter, so he could be considered to have both a son and a daughter.

However, this guy never fulfilled any of his responsibilities as a father. Even after being saved by Kenmei Isayama, he never showed any remorse or made up for his desire to see his children one last time before he died.

The two children were left to fend for themselves. Their mother, who was also Fuheshel's second wife, left them some pocket money.

So they won't starve to death because their parents are missing, but they'll probably run out of money soon.

Speaking of which, is Fuhesh's remarried partner dead?

Why did Fuheshen never seek her out, but instead kept looking for his female confidantes with whom he had shared a romantic relationship?