Montroy's plan is not much different from the game's plot development, and Rogers occasionally praises it, saying that the layout is very complete and can definitely pull the saint into the net.

"Thank you very much for your affirmation, these compliments are enough to make me happy for a long time!"

Montroy couldn't help but get up again and touch his chest and salute, and after a little hesitation, he continued in an expectant tone:

"Master Rutgers, are you interested in joining us? If you are willing to join the association, you will definitely be treated at the highest level!

"You can also choose the spoils you like as you like the results of this hunt, and I am sure that no one in the association will raise objections.

"Even after the Holy Maiden is stripped of all the perks, she herself can be left at your disposal!"

In the face of Montroy's enthusiastic gaze, Rogers gently lifted the monocle with his middle finger, revealing a thoughtful look.

Although the Harvesters Association appeared early in the game, its strength can be squeezed into the first echelon among the various underground associations.

They claim to be the Harvesters, but they are a band of bandits, eager to plunder all the special graces and magical skills they can see.

Members of the Guild's top echelons are granted a special skill that forcibly strips others of their perks or abilities and crafts them into magical items with the same abilities.

Rogers actually covets this skill in his heart, but unfortunately the time is not right, and if someone finds out that he has joined an underground society, according to the laws of the Empire, there will definitely be endless crusades.

"It's not quite right yet, but I appreciate your plan and want to make a small deal with you."

When he heard the rejection of the first half of the sentence, Montroy's face immediately appeared in frustration, but the words that followed made him quickly cheer up, look right, and make a deferential appearance.

"I'll do my best to help you get the Holy Maiden into the plan, and I can also sneak in a few times if I think you need more help.

"And the chips are that after everything is over, I want to get some information and knowledge from you that I need." Rogers suggested slowly.

Instead of agreeing to the highly profitable deal as expected, Montroy showed some embarrassment.

It's not because of how valuable intelligence and knowledge are, it's because Rogers' reputation is too much for him to fear.

In addition to the extreme audacity of imprisoning the Holy Brother and setting fire to the school at the entrance ceremony, he is more concerned about the trial in front of the door to trick the crowd, the bewitchment of Her Royal Highness Princess Lufia, and the deceptive spell casting during the duel with Caspar.

All these deeds undoubtedly show how cunning and cunning this Son is.

Even after such a bad deed, he was able to continue his studies in St. Helte in peace.

Such a perfect character made Montroy feel both admiration and fear.

He was afraid that a trade with Rogers would cost him as much as Caspar.

After all, this is not lobbying on behalf of the association, but person-to-person.

"In the name of Rogeth Breed, I swear to my family and bloodline, and to the depths of the bottomless pit, that my sincerity is unpretentious, and that every character can show my sincerity."

Rogers stood up and faced Monteroy, both in expression and in a tone of genuine sincerity.

"Nope! You misunderstood me! I'm not suspicious of you! I'll agree to the deal! Montroy hurriedly responded, somewhat flustered.

He was afraid of being disgusted by Rutgers, and Rogers dared to swear by his family's blood and bottomless pit, so his previous worries didn't matter.

As soon as he finished agreeing, an incomparably familiar depraved aura pierced his mind, and a treacherous mark was engraved on his spirit.

"This is? Deed imprint? Montroy's eyes betrayed a deep sense of gratitude.

He could clearly feel the effect of this contract seal, and as long as the mark existed, then no one could easily violate the transaction.

In this regard, he was even a little ashamed, ashamed that he just now would shamefully doubt the sincerity of the Holy Son.

"yes, I hope we have a good deal." Rogers chuckled and admitted, inviting him to shake hands, hoping to celebrate the contract.

Montroy looked at the palm handed to him, his face was unnaturally red, he kept licking his lips, swallowing saliva, and subconsciously rubbing his right hand on his shirt several times.

Rogers felt a little uncomfortable with Montroy's strange state, and he thought for a moment that it was better to hold this hand, so he silently took it back.

"Lord Rutgers! I must begin by stating that I don't have some ulterior motives on your hand, just because I'm very excited about this transaction. Montroy saw Rogers withdraw his hand and anxiously explained:

"And I have to say again that I'm really not excited to look at your hand, but because I'm honored to be the first member of the association to shake your hand.

"Finally, I must continue to state that I am really not ......"

"No need to declare, I understand." Rogers walked quickly to the door, quickly opened the door, and made a gesture to see off the guests: "Today's duel consumed too much mana, I'm a little sleepy now, I want to rest, I will invite you to visit again when I have a chance in the future, please leave first." ”

Montroy's lips quirmed, trying to explain something, but seeing Rogers's resolute manner, he had to step out of the cabin.

After the door closed with a thud, he stood stunned with confusion and regret, quietly staring at the closed wooden door.

"It's all to blame for this damn task, you have to disguise your own face, otherwise the Holy Son will definitely not be so ruthless when he sees my true posture."

The expression on Montroy's feminine cheeks changed for a moment, and then a shy and timid smile slowly appeared, his fingers gently wrapped around the ends of his hair, and he kept muttering:

"The Holy Son has engraved the seal of the covenant on my spirit...... So even if this body collapses after the mission is completed, he will definitely recognize the real me!

"Will he be captivated by my beauty? Will you regret not getting to know me better? But what should I do if he likes me too much and can't help but make some excessive demands? ”

"If I promise too quickly, will it seem like I'm casual, but if I don't agree, what if he hates me......"

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