Chapter 82: The Intruder in the Forest

With such a simple summoning circle, if it was a normal time, even if there was a demon summoning book, Arthur would not be able to complete a real summoning.

But now it was different, the circle did not need to bear the huge magic required for space-time teleportation, and the circle had become a ritual entirely, just a tool needed to sign a contract on the surface.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have wasted those magic stones in the first place." Arthur was a little sorry, but in order to study the summoning effect, Arthur had tried many times in the magic circle left by his father.

Unlike the successful summoning of slimes and goblins, many times, Arthur's summoning almost just consumes the magic stone, but does not gain anything.

And now that he understands it, Arthur can't help but regret it a little, after all, goblins are difficult to catch, but slimes are very simple, and these jelly-like harmless monsters are often seen wandering around in the area next to the water.

Unlike goblins, which are nocturnal, slimes are truly strange creatures that don't need to rest 24 hours a day.

There are also no powerful monsters that will use these sour and underfed little things as food, so they are safe, except for the occasional hunt of hungry goblins, and they will hardly do anything to avoid them.

After spreading out the circle, Arthur put on his gloves and threw the goblin into the middle of the circle, there was no way that the little guy was too smelly, he didn't want to waste the deodorant to disinfect himself when he went back.

"Boy, don't you have magic stones? Did you know that even if it's just a contract, it consumes energy? "Aragorn was very dissatisfied with this rudimentary circle, which did not benefit him at all, but had to be upside down.

Arthur ignored it, and continued to perform the pre-summoning steps, touching the magic circle with one hand, and a faint magic light slowly penetrated into the magic circle from the summoning book in his left hand along Arthur's body.

"It should be enough!" Sensing the strength of the circle, Arthur took a sweet potato from his backpack and threw it into the center, and began to read the contents of the contract in his mouth, while resonating with the demon summoning book.

At this time, the Demon Book took on the work that Arthur's soul needed to complete, and the coercion given by the abyss directly divided and suppressed the goblin's soul.

The goblin had no room to resist at all, and it was difficult to move, and before he knew it, he had become Arthur's indentured slave.

"That's it? It's too simple. In order to ensure the success of the contract, Arthur even prepared sweet potato wedges as a sacrifice, but now it seems that the goblins did not have time to accept it, and the contract was completed.

The weakened goblin, now Arthur's little greenskin, stared blankly at his new master, and then hesitantly looked in the direction of the sweet potato.

Obviously, the pursuit of food is the instinct of the goblin, and even if it becomes a contract monster, it is impossible to forget it.

Arthur could feel a clear contractual connection, just like the other little greenskins, a little sluggish and simple, but very clear.

"Eat, it's your reward." Arthur was in a good mood, and he didn't plan to take back the sacrifice he had given, which could be considered to compensate for the consequences of the wrong order.

But Arthur is not worried that this goblin will be killed, with their ability to survive and recover, as long as it is not a rotten intestine, just some skin trauma, it will not take two days to jump alive again.

"The first one, successful, will the 10,000th be far away?" After watching Aragorn greedily suck back the surplus magic power from the contract back into the magic book, Arthur nodded in satisfaction.

The cost of a single contract seemed to be much smaller than he expected, if in the past, if the Demon Summoner could only be summoned once at most.

Now this number can be increased tenfold and hundredfold, of course, how much depends on the efficiency of the goblin search and Arthur's ability to squeeze the archdemon.

However, the plan that he was not sure of now seems to have the possibility of being realized.

Goblins, land, expanding industries, increasing yields, and bringing a little bit of bread to the next level, thus triggering a new round of agricultural competition in another world, Arthur feels as if he can see a bright future, the era of a generation of agricultural tycoons.

The instructor was very fast, but the other little greenskins were not slow, but the results were a little different, of the four little greenskins, only one managed to bring back the goblin, and the remaining three were not much better than the 'new ding' who was now able to sit up and eat by himself.

"Hey, this IQ is really worrying, it seems that next time we have to let them act collectively, at least catch a few more and come back." Arthur kind of got it.

Goblin creatures, unless the individual is above other individuals, is basically a beating life, and the few picked out by Arthur are also relatively strong individuals, but in front of a group of goblins, it is also a food delivery.

"Why hasn't Lilia come back yet, it looks like the plan needs to be adjusted a little more." Arthur calculated the time, and it was almost half an hour since he went out with the instructor.

I don't know if I really got lost after I didn't find it, or if Lilia was greedy for fun and let the succubus out to have fun, this is actually a mistake, don't look in front of Arthur, the elder brother is long and the younger brother is short, and once she leaves Arthur, some things hidden in her nature will still affect her.

Arthur had no choice but to sit and wait, and after completing another contract, let the remaining few follow and bring back the goblin greenskin, and continue to go back to capture the captives.

Little did he know that Lilia was indeed playful, and that she was in some trouble, and that in the forest she had found some acquaintances, and that the Assassins were really sneaking around.

"Is it finished? You must erase all traces of the summoning circle, if you dare to make me ugly, I will let you taste the means of winter frost. Du Sen, who had a gloomy face, stood aside with his hands folded, he should have been a magician, but at this time he was motionless, watching the others arrange.

Four of the seven members of the Sword of the Sun and Night appeared here at this time, but this is Arthur's land, and it must have been done with good intentions to break in.

"Yes, Master Ford, it's time to complete the summoning ceremony." The priest looked pious, as if the mage in front of him was the god he served.

Dusenford, that is, the one who defeated the fire, the reason why he hid the surname Ford was precisely because in the country of Midwinter, the surname Ford represented the aristocratic status of an important military family in the north.

The big warriors and archers on the side were not surprised, and carefully guarded both sides of Dusen, paying attention to the movements around them.

The huge magic circle is much larger than the small summoning circle in Arthur's house, and the same as the one used by Arthur, the magic circle is carved on a piece of cloth, but the difference is that the material of this piece of cloth is from a powerful demonic beast.

This kind of magic circle, which can be summoned at any time by adding magic stones, is by no means an ordinary commodity, which also means that it is not an ordinary conspiracy to be carried out here