Chapter 54: A good boss who has won the hearts of the people

"Curator Ochiai."

Akaso Kaze looked at the old man in front of him.

"Boss Akaso." Curator Ochiai's mood was very low.

Although he didn't know what had happened just now, it was obvious that Manka's life had been saved by Akaso Kaze.

Then he must know that it was himself inside the armor.

If he also wanted to close the art museum, he would definitely turn him over to the police or use what happened just now to blackmail him.

It's over, there's absolutely no chance left.

The art museum he had owned for 50 years was about to be forcibly...

"I'll leave this art museum to you."

"Ah?" Curator Ochiai was stunned.

He felt he must have had an auditory hallucination.

He was old and useless, or perhaps he had just had a hallucination because he wanted to preserve the art museum so badly.

"I won't come often in the future; you can make the decisions on everything."

Anyway, he got the art museum for free, and he wasn't short on money, so he'd just keep it running like this.

Akaso Kaze glanced at Kubota nearby.

"The lost collection of the art museum must be recovered. Anyone who dares to touch my things must bear the wrath of an Onmyoji!"

Thump, Kubota was so scared he knelt on the ground.

"Lord Akaso, I will send everything back immediately. I will definitely compensate for what has already been sold... no, double it, triple it! Lord Akaso, spare my life!"

Akaso Kaze ignored him and walked two steps out.

Seeing Ran's admiring gaze, he smiled immediately.

"Right, one more thing: from now on, anyone Ran brings here gets in for free!"

"That's great, we can come visit the art museum often from now on."

Hearing Ran's cheers, Kogoro Mouri and Conan's faces turned black instantly.

"I should hurry up and marry Ran off."

Kogoro Mouri really wanted to cry.

Watching Akaso Kaze's departing back, Kishida asked curiously, "Curator Ochiai, our new boss is very young. Can he manage the art museum well?"

"He can, he definitely can."

Curator Ochiai's eyes flashed with light.

"He is a true knight, a righteous knight who can maintain his original heart even after being baptized by the blood of evil spirits."

Akaso Kaze, who was walking out, shivered.

His magic power seemed a bit insufficient.

Zzz.

The tall man who was being whipped by Akemi Miyano with a small leather whip instantly became thin.

For the next two days, the Mouri family left Tokyo to attend a friend's wedding.

Akaso Kaze stayed at home researching the creation of magic tools.

None of the rooms in the residential building were rented out.

One reason was that Akaso Kaze had too much money, and he didn't care about this little bit of rent at all.

Another reason was that he had many little secrets, and it wasn't convenient to live with outsiders.

For example, Hoshi Ran-hitomi, Ikizawa Yuko, and Hatamoto Natsue would often come over, and they all had their own dedicated rooms.

Right, recently there was also...

As a good boss, one should think more about their employees.

Working too late, how dangerous it is to go home.

Living in the building next door makes coming and going much more convenient.

Akaso Kaze is truly a good boss who has won the hearts of the people.

On the top floor, in a room not facing the street.

Akaso Kaze carefully observed the European longsword on the table.

According to the art museum's records, this longsword is a rapier.

A weapon passed down from medieval Europe, only nobles were qualified to wear it, known as the king of European swords.

In that era when dueling was prevalent, it was often used as a dueling weapon.

Opening the Eye of Space, one could see strange black smoke permeating the blade.

It swirled back and forth along the blade.

Akaso Kaze guessed that these were likely the products left behind by those who had died under this sword, or by the sword's owners.

After they died, their souls, because of their obsessions, all clung to the blade, and then perished with the passage of time.

Under the erosion of countless dead souls over hundreds of years, it finally formed a natural magic tool.

One of the effects of this magic tool is to enhance the user's strength, which is why the elderly Curator Ochiai was able to support such heavy armor.

Presumably, he had also discovered this point.

Otherwise, Curator Ochiai, who cherished antiques very much, wouldn't have used a real antique longsword when even his most important armor was a replica.

At the same time, his murderous intent might also have been triggered by this longsword.

The black gas lingering on the blade was not pure magic power, but death energy mixed with the emotions of the dead.

To use it without being interfered with by it, the only way is to consume all the death energy, then convert it into pure magic power, and refine it into the sword body.

Only in this way can it return to its original state and be made into a true magic tool.

At that time, not only will the effect be greatly improved, but it can also avoid the leakage of magic power.

The problem now is, how to eliminate the death energy?

If it were someone else, they would definitely be at their wit's end, but for Akaso Kaze, it was a piece of cake.

At the same time, it could also bring significant benefits.

He cast the Hand of Space, grabbed all nine souls from the soul space, and threw them onto the blade. ===== CHAPTER 56 =====