Chapter 246 How Bad!

Chapter 246 Really Bad... (Subscribe)

Wai En looked at Mitra in surprise. Was she serious?

Of the three choices he had just given, the first master-servant contract and the third choice of death were obviously not what he wanted.

His purpose was just to hope that Mitra would choose the second option, sign an equal contract with him, and help him collect relevant information about Ales later.

Isn't this the best choice?

"Are you sure?"

Mitra looked straight at the young wizard, and seeing the surprise on his face, the corners of her mouth could not help but slightly curl up, and she actually laughed.

This choice is very unexpected, right?

In fact, she did it on purpose.

However, she said this not to surprise Wei En, but after considering it for just a few minutes, she made a real choice.

Although she is a devotee of the Desire Cult, unlike other devotees, she has no faith in the Desire Master.

It can even be said to be disgusting!

She felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart for such a disgusting, dark and wretched god who only knew how to use human desires to achieve his goals!

If it weren't for her bloodline talent involving the origin of desire, and being chosen by those people to become the vessel of the Lord of Desire, she would not have joined the Desire Sect.

Of course,

These are just the premises. There are many reasons why she finally decided to choose the master-servant contract and become a slave whose origin, soul, and life are all controlled by Wei En.

First, Wei En's age and strength. According to her understanding of the wizard world, there are only a handful of wizards who can reach the level of a great wizard at the age of 18.

With such a talent, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is 100% promoted to a legend, and even the possibility of going further is much greater than that of other extraordinary people.

Second, she is tired of her days in the Desire Sect, and it would be nice to find someone with good strength and talent to take her out of the cage.

The third and last factor is her small revenge on the Lord of Desire.

If one day, when that person wakes up from his slumber and descends into this world, he finds that the container is someone else's slave and is being taken advantage of by others...

Oh, hehe, I believe His expression must be very exciting!

"Sure."

Sure?

Wayne's face calmed down, he looked at Mitra deeply, then took out a quill pen and wrote the contents of the master-servant contract on the first parchment.

Compared with the equal contract, the master-servant contract has stronger control over people, which he knew very well.

But his initial goal was only the equal contract, because he felt that it was unlikely that Mitra would choose the master-servant contract.

After all, no one wants to give everything about themselves to others.

Of course, he would not refuse a god's favored person to become his slave.

It's interesting, isn't it?

"Your name?"

"Mitra Mildred Blevins."

"Following the oracle of the ancient god of contract Yogfred, Wayne Loft will become the master of Mitra Mildred Blevins, controlling her origin, soul, spirit and body..."

Mitra saw his actions, and his face seemed to be radiant, emitting a crystal light.

Not everyone has the courage to treat a god's favored container as a slave...

From this point of view, Wayne is indeed different from others.

Lack of reverence for God?

Or is she absolutely confident in her own strength?

Whatever the reason, she began to feel that her choice was correct.

Thinking of this, Mitra looked at Wayne without the fear she had before, and her tense body relaxed.

She even had the mind to observe his appearance - black hair, red eyes, high nose bridge, delicate face, not too good-looking, but you can see the determination on his face.

Not bad...

"Okay, leave your origin breath."

Wayne finished writing, left his name and a trace of origin on the contract, and pushed the parchment over.

"Okay."

Mitra did not pick up the parchment, but left her origin breath on it without even looking at it. Wayne's figure was reflected in her eyes, and she smiled charmingly.

[Witnessed by the God of Contract Yogfred, you signed a master-servant contract with Mitra Mildred Blevins of the Desire Cult. Evaluation: God's favored one? Slave? Mitra, that idiot, haha... Special rewards: survival points +10, spirit level +1, toughness level +1. 】

【The God of Contract Yogfred's attention to you +1021, current ranking is 95. Evaluation: Hahaha, Yogfred is also watching the show. Special reward: Origin +5. 】

When the prompt message appeared on the panel, Wei En only felt that a figure appeared in front of him and cast his eyes on him.

The figure was wearing a dark golden robe, and countless crystal-clear arms under the robe were spread out, forming a circle. Each palm held a thumb-sized scale, as if showing the authority of fairness, justice, and contract that he controlled.

His figure was illusory, as if it was the overlap of countless identical bodies, and the fragmentation was like countless spaces superimposed, and it seemed that he was constantly projecting his own figure outward, running back and forth.

Between those arms, there was a huge head, with red eyes staring into a circle, a long nose, and a nose tip like a sharp sword, and thick lips, like two huge sausages hanging on the wings of the nose.

God of Contract?

Wayne can be sure that this person is the God of Contract who has increased his attention to him a lot. So his image is like this?

Compared with the twisted and weird Lord of Despair, the sacred Lord of Dawn, and the flamboyant Lady of Storm... the image of this God of Contract is really subversive.

Ugly and very alternative...

But it was only a moment, and the figure disappeared, as if it was just to say hello and leave some impression on him.

Well, Wayne had to admit that this person left a deep impression on him.

At the same time, in his mind, outside the origin world, there was also a group of weak origin fluctuations, allowing him to clearly feel Mitra's state.

Even if he wanted, he could directly wipe out Mitra's life through this group of origin.

The feeling he gave him was somewhat similar to those undead creatures with the identity of "Deadpool", but much clearer than them.

At this time, Mitra also felt the origin breath in her mind, emitting black and red light, like two sharp swords piercing into her origin core, making her dare not have any resistance.

Such a strange origin breath, it actually has two different extraordinary characteristics... As expected of her master, not only is he gifted and powerful, but his strength is also different from others...

"Master, you have to protect me~"

Master?

So quickly put into the role?

Mitra is really an unexpected woman!

Thinking of this, Wei En looked at her and chuckled: "I need more information about Alais, you know what to do?"

Mitra saw his clear eyes, so she had to sit up straight, put her hands on her knees, squeezed out a deep ravine, and the look on her face turned into "serious", and said in a serious tone: "Master, please rest assured. I will contact Alais and Old Jack as soon as possible to find out the exact time he landed on the island."

She had no resistance to the title of "master", on the contrary, she naturally put herself into the identity of a maid and slave.

Now that the decision has been made and the action has been taken, serving this young wizard well has become her only idea and goal.

Great Master, please take me to the peak~

Wayne could sense her thoughts through the origin, and he couldn't help but feel happy. He didn't expect that she had such a "grand" goal.

Fortunately, he had been with Claire for a while, and his resistance was much improved, otherwise he might really become a lower body warrior like Marco.

"In addition to them, please also help me pay attention to the locations of the two saints of the Dawn Church, Judgment and Heroism."

"Okay, our sect intelligence department should know, I will ask them to pass the information later."

"Well, just do it according to your idea."

"Then..." After finishing the business, Mitra asked with a look of expectation on her face: "Master, are you going to stay here during this time?"

As long as she can spend more time with him, she doesn't believe that she can't get his favor with her proud figure and skills...

Stay here?

Wayne shook his head, "I will contact you again."

Since he has decided to face Ales and the two saints of the Dawn Church on this island, he must be fully prepared.

Otherwise, the two saints who have the ability to summon the projection of the gods can kill him.

"Well, Master, I will stay here and wait for you to call me."

Mitra knew that through the power of the origin, the two could communicate without any obstacles, so he was not worried about not having the opportunity to contact Wei En.

No hurry, no hurry...

"Yeah."

As he said that, Wei En picked up the little white hair and looked at the crowded trading area in the distance, "Remember to clean up here."

Then, he used the flash spell to leave directly.

"Understood..."

Mitra looked at the several illusory figures and curled her lips, "Leaving now? Is my charm declining? Or... eh?!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw those phantom clones looking at her with a smile, reciting a strange Gonzalez language:

"Mens, Di."

Before she could react, several charm spells fell on her.

Charm?

Then, Mitra felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the figures of more than ten Wayne turned from virtual to real, and the red eyes looked at her "gently".

I...you...what are you going to do?

Of course, I want to give you some good things, hehe.

Good things?

What?

Then, she saw those "Wayne" take off their black wizard robes, surround her in the middle, and stretch out their hands...

No, no no no...

"Stop... like this, I will... be bad?"

Mitra woke up, her body trembled slightly, her face flushed as she looked at the empty room and gasped.

After an unknown amount of time, she calmed down, bit her lips lightly, got up and wiped the tables and chairs, removing Wayne's breath and some traces, to prevent others from using the power of the potion to cause abnormalities.

"So bad..."

[The charm spell released by your phantom clone hit Mitra Mildred Blevins, and the charm state lasted for 30 seconds. Evaluation: The one who is in harmony with the origin of charm desire... Good practice! Special rewards: survival points +20, toughness level +2, spirit level +2. 】

On the other side, Wei En sensed Mitra's current state through the origin, and couldn't help but reveal a strange smile.

The effect of the charm spell allowed her to get what she wanted most at the time, and it also stimulated the recipient's senses...

"I hope she will like this meeting gift..."

…

…

In the waters still some distance away from Alexey Island, a five-masted sailboat flying the flag of the Church of Dawn broke through the wind and waves at an extremely fast speed and headed straight for Alexey Island with a clear goal.

"...Oh? So you mean to let me capture them alive?"

Celestia sat lazily on the golden chair at the bow of the ship. The back of the chair was engraved with a dawn symbol, which reflected a ray of light in the sun and projected onto the solemn-looking judgment knights on the deck.

They lowered their heads slightly, even if their ears heard the sound and their eyes saw the majestic figure suspended in front of the ship's bow, they did not dare to make any movement, just like a sculpture.

"What if I don't agree?"

"Is the Ghost School's attitude tough this time? Then let them do it!"

"I'm sorry, Lord Pope Saint Jobin, whether it's a legendary bone, a legendary lich, or their chief dean, in accordance with the oracle of the Great Dawn, I will definitely judge Wayne Loft!"

"..."

After the figure disappeared, Celestia looked at the blond girl next to her, "It seems that the energy behind the wizard you care about is much greater than imagined."

Carly showed a smile and said softly: "Lady Celestia, please don't joke, I don't care about Wayne."

"Is this the point? Melbell, do you think she is right?"

Melbell on the other side glanced at her and turned to look at the sea outside the ship. Something seemed to have caught his attention.

Celestia curled her lips and decided not to pay attention to these two blasphemous believers who were obviously contrary to Dawn's teachings. She waved and said, "Farid, where are they now?"

"Your Majesty," a trial knight knelt down on one knee, "The heretic's location is fixed on Alexei Island. It is speculated that he will stay there for some time."

"Oh? How long will it take for us to get there?"

"At the current speed, it will take ten days. If the divine power is activated, it is expected that we can land on the island in five days at the fastest. However, doing so will consume the power of the statue..."

Celestia nodded, thought for a moment, and decided: "Then control the time within eight days."

"clear……"

Carly on the side looked at her arrangements quietly, with a slight fluctuation in her heart.

Ever since Lacey told her what happened with Wayne, she knew something had happened to her.

Although this idea gradually became only a vague concept as time passed, she still forced herself to remember those things.

She doesn't want to become a puppet controlled by authority!

Wayne...

We have all changed a lot...

PS: Okay, I have basically finished revising the detailed outline. I will resume normal updates later and will write more.