Wayne looked at Mitra in surprise, was she serious?

Of the three choices he gave just now, the first master-servant contract and the third option death, were obviously not what he wanted.

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

Isn't that the best option?

"Are you sure?"

Mitra looked straight at the young wizard, and when she saw the surprise on his face, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and she actually laughed.

This choice is quite unexpected, right?

In fact, she did it on purpose.

However, she said this not to surprise Wayne, but to make a real choice after thinking about it in just a few minutes.

Although she is a member of the Desire Sect, unlike the others, she has no faith in the Lord of Desire.

One might even say disgust!

She felt disgusted from the bottom of her heart by a dark, obscene god who only knew how to use human desires to achieve her goals!

If it weren't for the fact that her bloodline talent involved the origin of desire, and thus was chosen by those people to be the vessel of desire domination, she would not have joined the Desire Sect.

Of course

These are just prerequisites, and there are many reasons why she finally decided to choose the master-servant contract and become a slave whose origin, soul, and life are controlled by Wayne.

One is Wayne's age and strength, according to her understanding of the wizarding world, there are only a handful of wizards who can reach the level of a great wizard at the age of eighteen.

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

The second is that she is tired of the days in the Desire Sect, and it is not bad to find someone with good strength and talent to take her out of the cage.

The third and final factor—that is, her little revenge against the master of desire.

What if one day, when the One wakes up from his slumber and comes into the world, he finds that the container is someone else's slave and is still being taken and demanded......

Oh hehehe, I believe His expression must be wonderful!

"Sure."

Are you sure?

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

He knew that the master-servant contract had more control over people than the contract of equality.

But his initial goal was only to focus on the pact of equality, because he felt that Mitra was unlikely to choose the pact of master and servant.

After all, no one wants to put everything in the hands of someone else.

Of course, he would not refuse a god's favor to become his servant.

Interesting, isn't it?

"Your name?"

"Mitra Mildred Blevins."

"Following the oracle of Yogfried, the ancient god of contracts, Wayne Loft, will become the master of Mithra Mildred Blevins, taking control of her origin, soul, spirit, and body......"

When Mitra saw his movements, her face seemed to glow, radiating a crystal light.

Not everyone has the courage to treat a person who is the receptacle of a god like a slave......

In this respect, Wayne is indeed different from the others.

Lack of reverence for the gods?

Or do you have absolute confidence in your own strength?

Whatever the reason, she began to feel that she had made the right choice.

Thinking of this, Mitra's gaze at Wayne was no longer afraid of before, and her tense body relaxed.

She even had the heart to observe his appearance - black hair and red eyes, a high nose bridge, and a delicate face, which was not too good-looking, but she could see the fortitude on his face.

Not bad......

"Alright, leave your Origin Breath behind."

When Wayne finished writing, leaving his name and a wisp of origin on the contract, he pushed the parchment over.

"Okay."

Mitra didn't pick up the parchment, she didn't even look at it, she left her own origin aura on it, and her eyes reflected the figure of Wayne, and she smiled seductively.

[Under the witness of Yogfried, the god of contracts, you have signed a master-servant contract with Mithra Mildred Blevins of the Desire Sect. Evaluation: Favored by the gods? Servant? Mitra that idiot, haha...... Special Rewards: +10 Survival Points, +1 Spirit Level, +1 Toughness Level. 】

[The God of Contracts, Yogfried's attention to Ling +1021, is currently ranked at 95.] Comment: Hahaha, Yugfred is also watching the play. Special Bonus: Origin +5. 】

At the same time as a prompt appeared on the panel, Wayne only felt a figure faintly appear in front of him, casting a gaze at him.

The figure was dressed in a dark gold robe, and under the robe countless glittering arms were spread out and circled into a circle, and each palm held a thumb-sized scale, as if to show the authority of fairness, justice, and contract in his control.

His figure is illusory and ethereal, as if it is the overlap of countless identical bodies, as if there are countless overlapping spaces, and it is as if he is constantly projecting his figure outward, running back and forth.

Between those arms, there was a huge head, red eyes that were round, a long nose with a sharp tip like a sword, and thick lips like two huge sausages hanging from the wings of the nose.

The God of Contract?

Wayne can be sure that this is the God of Contracts who pays much more attention to him, so his image is like this?

Compared to the twisted weirdness of the Lord of Despair, the sacredness of the Lord of Dawn, and the ostentatiousness of the Lady of Storm...... The image of this god of contract is really subversive.

It's ugly and offbeat......

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

Well, Wayne has to admit that this one made a deep impression on him.

At the same time, in his mind, outside the Origin World, there was also a faint Origin Fluctuation, allowing him to clearly feel Mitra's state.

Even as long as he wanted to, he could directly erase Mitra's life through this mass of origin.

It feels a bit like the undead creatures with the status of "Deadpool", but it is much clearer than them.

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

What a weird origin aura, there are actually two different transcendent characteristics...... is worthy of being her master, not only is her talent and strength outstanding, but even her strength is different from others......

"Master, you have to protect me~"

Master?

Got into the role so quickly?

Mitra is really an unexpected woman!

Thinking like this, Wayne looked at her and chuckled, "I need more intel on Ales, you know what to do, right?" ”

Seeing his clear eyes, Mitra had to sit up straight, put her hands on her knees, squeezed out a deep ravine, and the look on her face changed to 'serious', and said in a serious tone: "Master, please rest assured. I'll contact Alex and Old Jack as soon as possible to find out exactly when he landed on the island. ”

She has no resistance to the title of "master", on the contrary, she naturally substitutes for the identity of a maid and slave.

Now that the decision has been made and the action has been put into action, serving the young wizard well has become her only thought and goal.

Great host, please take me to the top with you~

Through the origin, Wayne faintly sensed her thoughts, and couldn't help but be happy, but he didn't expect her to have such a "grandiose" goal.

Fortunately, he has been with Claire for a while, and his resistance has increased a lot, otherwise he might really become a lower body warrior like Marko.

"In addition to them, also help me pay attention to the position of the two holy women of the Dawn Church Judgment and Valorant."

"Okay, our sect's intelligence department should know, and I'll let them pass on the information later."

"Well, just do what you want."

"Then ......" After finishing 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 be favored by him with her proud figure and skills......

Stay here?

Wayne shook his head, "I'll contact you again." ”

Now that he had decided to face the two holy women of Ales and the Church of Dawn on this island, he had to be prepared.

Otherwise, just the two holy maidens who had the ability to summon the projection of the gods would be able to kill him.

"Alright then, master, I'll stay here and wait for you to summon me."

Mitra knew that through the power of the Origin, the two could communicate without barriers, but she was not worried about not having the opportunity to contact Wayne.

No hurry......

"Hmm."

As he spoke, Wayne picked up the little white fur and looked at the crowded trading area in the distance, "Remember to clean up this place." ”

Then, he left directly using the blink spell.

"Understand ......"

Mitra looked at the illusory figures and pouted, "This is leaving?" Could it be that my charm has decreased? Still is...... Well?! ”

Before she could finish speaking, she saw the phantom clones looking at her with smiles on their faces, reciting a strange Gonzalez phrase:

"Mens, Dee."

Before she could react, several spells of charm landed on her.

Charm?

Immediately afterward, Mitra felt a flower in front of her, and the figure of more than ten Waynes turned from virtual to real, and her red eyes looked at her "gently".

I...... You...... What are you going to do?

Of course, I'm going to give you something good, hehe.

Good stuff?

What?

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

No, no, no......

"Stop...... In this way, I will ...... Bad? ”

Mitra came to her senses, her body trembling slightly, her face flushed as she looked at the empty room, and gasped for breath.

It took me an unknown amount of time before she calmed down, bit her lip lightly and got up to wipe the tables and chairs, clearing Wayne's breath and some traces to prevent the use of potion power from abnormality.

"Really bad......"

[The enchanting spell cast by your phantom clone hits Mitra Mildred Blevins for 30 seconds.] Evaluation: The compatible...... of the origin of seductive desire Not bad practice! Special Rewards: +20 Survival Points, +2 Toughness Level, +2 Spirit Level. 】

Wayne, on the other side, sensed Mitra's state at this time through the origin, and couldn't help but show a strange smile.

The effect of the spell of charm allows her to get what she wants most at the time, and it also stimulates the senses of the recipient......

"I hope she'll love the ......"

……

……

In the sea still some distance from Alexei Island, the five-masted galleon flying the flag of the Church of Dawn broke through the wind and waves at great speed, and headed straight for Alexei Island with a clear goal.

“…… Oh? So you mean to let me catch it alive? ”

Celestia sat lazily on the golden chair in the bow of the ship, the back of which was engraved with a dawn emblem, reflecting a glow in the sunlight and casting a shadow on the solemn-looking Knights of Judgment on the deck.

They bowed their heads slightly, and even if their ears heard the voice, and their eyes saw the majestic figure floating in front of the bow of the ship, they did not dare to make any movement, like a sculpture.

"What if I don't say yes?"

"The Ghost School's attitude is tough this time? Then let them come! ”

"I'm sorry, Pope St. Jobin, whether it's a Legendary Bones, a Legendary Lich, or their Chief Abbot, by the oracle of the Great Dawn, I will judge Wayne Love!"

“……”

When the figure disappeared, Selistia looked at the blonde girl next to her, "It seems that the wizard you care about has a lot more energy behind it than you imagined." ”

Carly smiled and said softly, "Lord Celestia, please don't be kidding, I don't care about Wayne. ”

"Is that the point? Melbel, do you think she's right? ”

Melbel on the other side glanced at her, turned to look out at the sea, and seemed to catch his attention.

Selistia pursed her lips and decided not to pay attention to the two blasphemous believers, who were clearly contrary to the teachings of the Dawn, and beckoned, "Farid, where are they now?" ”

"Your Majesty," one of the knights of the Judgment knelt on one knee, "the heretic is fixed on Alexei Island, and it is assumed that he will be there for some time." ”

"Oh? So how long will it take us to get there? ”

"At the current rate, it will take ten days, and if the divine blessing is activated, it is expected that you can land on the island in five days at the earliest, but doing so will consume the power of the idol......"

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

"Understand ......"

Carly on the side quietly watched her arrangement, and there was a slight fluctuation in her heart.

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

Despite the fact that this thought gradually became only a vague idea over time, she still forced herself to remember those things.

She doesn't want to be a puppet dominated by authority!

Wayne ......

We've all changed a lot......

PS: Okay, I've basically changed the outline, and I'll resume normal updates later, and I'll write more.

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