Although they did introduce themselves under his orders, even Amos could tell how reluctant they were in their hearts.
It was no wonder, since eight of the ten were from class S, and had a much better impression of Emilia than they did of Amos. In fact, to say that they put Emilia on a pedestal wouldn't be far from the truth.
As for what they thought of Amos… their image of him would have been somewhat neutral or slightly negative before today. But now that he had forcibly put them under his thumb so arrogantly, that slight aversion might already have shifted to hatred and disgust.
Of course, just because they hated him didn't mean they could consider going against his will. None of them these eight were an only child. They knew very well the consequences of being too stubborn would be to be shipped off overseas, forever having nothing to do with their family inheritance, except for a pittance of pocket money.
What were they supposed to do with just a few thousand dollars a month? In their opinion, they were far more likely to starve to death than ever make a comeback.
As for the two from class A, they only hated their circumstances, and not Amos himself.
The hero knew his reputation was already far too poor to make any use of it to earn their loyalty, so he completely gave up any 'pretense' of being kind, gentle, or polite.
He smiled coldly at his subordinates. "I know you guys all like that bitch, and don't want to see me at all. And I don't give a flying fuck. You have no choice but to follow me… But I'm not unkind to my own dogs. One day, I'll have that little bitch crying under my heels. Of course, I have no interest in her, personally."
It felt good to not care how he acted in front of others. And going by their perplexed reaction, his newly acquired subordinates hadn't expected such a 'bountiful reward' at all.
Amos could only shake his head, thinking that it's true how one man's trash can be considered another man's treasure.
What he didn't know was that his 'subordinates' were all thinking about the 'rumors' that had been spreading about him when the school had first started.
His frank admission to his lack of interest in his supposed childhood sweetheart and future fiancée was as good as stamping a seal of approval on his expected sexual orientation.
'So it was true, after all!'
Had Amos realized that they had misunderstood his disgust for Emilia as his revelation of his orientation, he would surely have a stroke.
Ignorance was bliss, however, and the hero continued his tirade unperturbed. "Not only her, but any substandard bitch whore that follows her around… I'll naturally feed them to my dogs. Understand?"
His intention behind this offer was, of course, to reward them in a way that they couldn't even imagine otherwise.
Although he could only feel a sense of disgust when looking at her, the hero was still well aware that most boys his age thought of that bitch as a dream they would be more than happy to hold on to if they could.
And her retinue was full of equally 'desirable' and dumb bitches. Their existence may disgust Amos to his core, but he still knew how to make use of them. Handing them over to his subordinates would not only serve as a 'just punishment' for those uppity whores, but would also double as a great reward for the boys.
The hero may have been a little off with his judgement, but the core of his proposal still managed to tempt them.
Although some of the boys felt disgusted in their hearts at his offer, they couldn't help but be a little tempted.
After all, normally they truly would not have any chance at all to stand side by side with a girl of Emilia's level. If she was really ruined by Amos and ended up in their arms, wouldn't it be easy to win over a distraught girl in despair?
It was not a 'bad reward' at all, as long as this boss of theirs didn't go overboard to make their lives difficult afterwards.
And going by his uncaring attitude, this 'boss' of theirs shouldn't care if they kept her as a wife at home, right?
Just imagining the scene where they could come home to such a beautiful and loving wife was enough to send them into beautiful daydreams about their future. Not to mention that such a girl would also forever feel indebted to them for saving her from the depths of despair, and would love them with her whole heart.
How could it not get their blood pumping? Not to mention those who had a good impression of Emilia already, even the ones who had been slightly neutral felt moved.
They realized that it was all wishful thinking, of course. Who was Emilia White? Are any of them unfamiliar with the might of her family corporation? Of course not. How could such a girl ever fall into this lame guy's hands, let alone be passed on to them?
Unaware of their wildly wandering thoughts, Amos tapped his knuckles on the table, brimming with confidence. "The eight of you in class S should start slowly influencing that whore's image, but don't make it too blatant. As for the two of you in class A… you keep an eye on Crystal Miller for me."
The boys looked at each other, feeling some pity for the brightest girl in their class.
Just how had she managed to become a target of this beast?
Truly, luck was such an impossible to predict thing. Blessed with such a good brain and outstanding looks, but it would all go to waste now because she had attracted the attention of this bastard.
At this point, was her luck considered good, or bad?
The hero's eyes turned darker the longer they failed to respond. "Did you not hear me?"
The two boys snapped out of their thoughts as they nodded furiously. "Y-Yes, boss… can we know what you plan to do with her?"
Amos sneered. "No. Just know that you're only allowed to keep an eye on where she goes and who she's with. You're not allowed to make any further moves, and definitely not allowed to bring her any harm!"
"W-We understand, boss."
Inwardly, these two boys had the lowest 'loyalty' among the bunch. If their families hadn't been in tremendous debt, they wouldn't be forced to do all this. And the worst thing was that it wasn't this guy or his father to whom they owed money, but they still came knocking to make their life hell.
When they had been admitted to the Imperial Academy, the lenders had already agreed to let them off until they got proper jobs in the future, at the cost of spiking the interest rates. After all, they were guaranteed to rake in a lot of cash in the future, why kill a golden hen while it was still a chick?
But of course, if the big boss wants them to do otherwise, their own small calculations became pointless. In the grand scheme of things, whatever these two could earn in their lifetime wouldn't compare with a single deal from Mr. Black.