In a cramped bedroom lit by an oil lamp, Downton and Homer make the next itinerary Jihua.

"I also have to build beacons and portals, so that it will be much easier to go back later," Downton treated the wound and changed the bandage, and several injuries broke again, and blood soaked out, "My sister should have written a reply, and I have to go and see it." ”

"Aren't you worried about the mercenaries who are making trouble for you?" Homer felt that Downton was too calm and never seemed to be afraid.

"They also have to beg for a living, protect the caravan, hunt monsters to make money, etc., how can they always squat in the morning mist to guard me?" Downton frowned, "The only trouble is Liszt, that guy is the son of the mayor of the town, and he is also higher in rank than me." ”

"If that guy kicks his nose in the face and kills him, what's wrong with the mayor's son? The previous masters, the king and the duke, have all been killed!" ”

"Hmm. ”

Problems always have to be faced, can you hide for a while, is it possible to hide for a lifetime? Besides, Downton never thought of dodging, even if there was a sword mountain and a sea of fire in front of him, he would not hesitate to step on it.

"Go get rid of that ghoul in the vault first, and then catch enough servants to go back to Morningmist Town. Homer reckoned that Jackson was going crazy.

In fact, in the vault, Jackson sat on the ground, clutched on his knees, staring at the heavy steel door of the vault.

There were some scratches and scraps of flesh on it, all of which it had left behind, but no matter how frantically it scratched and rushed, it couldn't break through the locked door.

"Am I going to be stuck here for the rest of my life, facing a sinking wall all day long, until I become a rotting corpse?"

Jackson had thought that dungeons with dead silence and gray colors were boring enough, but compared to the vault, it was nothing in comparison.

For some time at the beginning of his captivity, Jackson thought that the cunning human who had resorted to this ploy would negotiate with him, or he would not have captured him alive, but in the intervening days, nothing had happened, and it was greatly shaken by its judgment.

"Yes, he's going to negotiate with an undead creature? he's a paladin, so of course he has to kill and purify an evil creature like me. ”

When he realized this problem, Jackson finally realized what it was like to wait for death, like an invisible rope around his neck, constantly tightening and suffocating.

"Is life in the vault happy?"

A faint sound suddenly sounded, causing Jackson to jump up at once, turning his head to look around, because the movement was violent, and even some of the minced flesh on his body was thrown off.

"Where are you?" cried Jackson, "please, let me out!"

"Do you think it's possible?" Downton scoffed, "I thought you were a clever ghoul, but I didn't expect to be stupid in the face of death." ”

Jackson was silent, he couldn't figure out what the other meant.

"Can this amplification magic array be strengthened, its voice is so small. Downton complained that the iron door of the vault was too thick and soundproof, and if it weren't for Homer's erudition and sonic amplification magic array, he wouldn't even be able to communicate with Jackson.

"Just use it, the magic array that is too complicated will consume more magic stones. Homer looked at the magic circle on the gate, too lazy to draw another one, it was a waste of time, and couldn't help but complain, "Is it worth it for a ghoul, even if it has some intelligence?"

In the end, it is still Jackson who is not favored by the Magic Book, he is like a player who has been abandoned and can never gain the affirmation and recognition of the coach.

"If you are willing to be my slave, you will be forgiven. "Downton made an offer.

"I am willing, I will serve you all my life, my master!" Jackson was very undisciplined, his eyes rolled, he didn't even hesitate, he agreed directly, and his tone was humble like a loyal dog.

"Tsk, the slogan is good. Downton didn't believe these nonsense, "Do you see that magic array, there is a contract on it, sign your real name in the lower right corner." ”

Jackson immediately ran to the clearing behind him, it had searched the entire vault before, and had also seen this magic array, but unfortunately without the magic tome, it could not be used at all.

A slightly old piece of parchment lay quietly in the center of the circle, next to a quill and a bottle of ink, which Homer had teleported into.

"What's written on this?" The text is beautiful, but Jackson doesn't know any of them, but even if he is a fool, he knows that the content must be very harsh.

"It's a death contract, and after signing it, your body and soul belong to me. Downton smiled, "As a paladin, honesty is a virtue that should be observed, so I'm telling you, as for whether you sign it or not, whatever." ”

Jackson didn't expect Downton to tell him, a little surprised, and then he was angry, he didn't want to be a slave, and just wanted to roar and roar, but the second half of Downton's sentence directly shut it up.

This cunning ghoul suddenly discovers that people's allegiance to him is really dispensable, and signing it is just one more loyal dog.

"It's also a lot of pressure for me to take a ghoul out of the house. Downton teased.

"Fart, you've got several ghoul servants, I didn't see them!" Jackson frustrated and tried to tear up the contract, but he never dared to do it, because he knew that if he did, he would really be trapped in this vault forever.

"No, you're higher than them, and you need to put more effort into tuning. Downton began to persuade Jackson, "Don't you want to go out and see the shijie outside and taste the food of the great empires? ”

"Don't tempt me, you devil. Jackson covered his ears, but the voice was still pouring in.

"Are you going to wander the dungeon for the rest of your life?Think about it for the future, I'm a paladin with the Great Magic Book, and I'm going to slaughter a dozen dragons in the future, don't you want to taste their brains and internal organs?"

"You've said it. Homer rolled her eyes, for a guy like Jackson, he had to take drastic medicine.

"That's too much bragging, isn't it? There are a dozen dragons, and it's good that I don't become the dung of someone's lair. Downton couldn't help but slander.

"It's good to have a little ambition. The Grimome hit Downton's head, "When you get to the dragon slaying level, I'll take you to the dragon realm to slay the dragon." ”

"Save it, I want to live a few more days. Downton refused.

"Are you a humble paladin, why are you more shameless than me, and don't you feel blushing when you say such big things?" Jackson snarled and sneered.

"Give you a minute to think about it, and I'll leave if I don't sign it. "It's a shame that Downton couldn't hold his face, and he was actually ridiculed by a ghoul.

"Take a step back and only sell yourself for ten years, no, twenty years?" Jackson originally thought about going out, going to eat Downton alive, but he understood that once he signed the death contract, he didn't want to do it, otherwise the power of the contract would tear it apart in an instant.

"I don't have a choice, for a lifetime. Downton refused.

"Thirty years, this is already the limit, I estimate that I won't wait for thirty years, and I will be used by you. Jackson wailed and cried, "Master, let me go!"

"The acting is okay, when I run out of money, I can consider selling you to the circus to make money!" ”

"Oops, there's so little air, I'm dead. ”

With a pop, Jackson fell to the floor.

"Go, leave it alone, go catch the servant. Downton pinched his throat, learned the sound of Celest, and then deliberately made the sound of the footsteps leaving.

Jackson was so anxious that he jumped up and yelled, "I'll sign!"

"So what are you waiting for?" Downton urged.

"I, I can't write!" Jackson had an idea, and another excuse came to mind.

"Then you will die!" Tang Zheng was about to lose patience, how could he have time to spend it.

"Okay, don't go, I'll sign. Jackson resigned himself.

Jackson held a quill pen and dipped it in some ink, wondering if he could scribble a random name.

"If you scribble, the contract won't work, I know that. Downton warned.

"Are you human? Are you a paladin of light and justice? Jackson looked sad and angry, and reluctantly wrote his name, but despite his anger, he still failed to pierce the parchment.

Michael Jackson!

When the ugly handwriting was finished, there was a thud, and the parchment burned, and the green flames formed a hideous devil's head, muttering obscure language, and then, as the ashes fell, it turned into an arrow and shot into Jackson's brow.

On his forehead, a contract rune appeared.

At the same time, a devil's head appeared in front of Downton, but Zuihou's arrow landed on his arm, forming an abstract pattern.

"The contract is complete, open the vault?" asked Homer.

"Master, open the iron door quickly, I'm going to suffocate to death." Before Downton could reply, Jackson was already wailing.

Homer's elemental arm unlocks the magic lock and opens the steel door.

There was only one gap, and Jackson couldn't wait to squeeze out, and then it saw the human standing not far away.

Two eyes collided in the air.

Although he has peeped many times, but in the real close contact, Jackson found that the owner is so young, and his appearance is not bad, revealing a delicate and elegant atmosphere, but the blood stains and heavy armor on his body make him more iron-blooded and tough.

"At least it's okay to be long, although it's not as good as my Lord Jackson, but it's not a shame to follow me!" Jackson thought to himself.

Downton finally saw the cunning ghoul, and before he could look closely, he heard this arrogant remark and almost vomited blood.