"Good morning, Mr. Victor, Your Majesty." Surrounded by two bug-like demons in suits, Malfoy saluted the ruler of Gollum. The demon doesn't seem to be upset by the fact that the people around him have turned into gems.

"Hi Malfy!" Victor waved his hand as well, inviting them to sit around a table that Mott had conjured up in the central plaza. The boss glared at them viciously from the other end, his bottle caught between them.

"Minions, I admit I have mixed feelings about this situation," Winkel complained, his entire body buried under a pile of gems next to the table. Only his head and wagging tail stick out. "I hate pixie tricks, but I'm in a better position than my treasure right now."

"Why didn't you run away?" Victor asked. Since Mott doesn't kill, Van Kerr is likely to run away if he wants to. Or so he hoped. Considering the elves' malicious actions, the Vizier sent Rollo to take care of the town's trapped citizens, in case this wish put them in danger.

"That fairy is the greatest demon I've ever seen since Frebon, and I can't do that without melting or trampling on the gem," Winkel replied, knowing his priorities. "It's the perfect trap for dragon hunting."

"According to our lobbying activities, we will handle this matter on behalf of the Empire," Malfi said in an introduction to his lawyers. "This is Mr. Nick, and this is his partner Sc

Mr. Atch. They defend innocent people, like the evil witches Dracula and Fa in the West

The tômas are just as respectable. In Jesus v. Judas, they were dismissed in absentia. ”

"Just in self-defense," one of the lawyers said. "The key is always self-defense."

"Well, let me explain the situation again, here," Victor pointed at the guy, "no matter how hard I try to express it, it will not grant wishes, but it will distort them." He's the one who caused the chaos here, and he wants me to make it clear that he can regain his freedom in exchange for the essay getting back to normal. However, if he is released, he can kill as many people as he wants, and of course, he intends to betray us. ”

"Ah, I see," said the first lawyer, Mr. Nick. "You want to draft an agreement that retains all the benefits of the previous wishes, eliminates the negative effects, and ensures that there are no consequences."

"I want to keep all my statues," Winkel said.

"Standard Faustian case law," replied another lawyer, Victor not understanding their jargon. The demon opens a briefcase full of papers. "We have prepared the first draft according to your request."

"Can I trust you not to ruin us in the wording of the wish?" Victor asked, just in case. He had already discussed the strategy with Malfoy before arranging this meeting, but they were still friends.

"Mr. Victor, I take very seriously the illegal pixie rivalry that occurs in our core business." "Mr. Mott also disrupted our plans and bottom line with petrified chocolate. It's a corporate war. ”

Victor almost thought about breaking his promise to keep the chocolate from bothering him, but he dismissed those thoughts.

"If I can't retaliate against this country, I'll let all the firstborn children die," he declared in feigned kindness.

"First of all, we insist that you sign a non-disclosure agreement before negotiations begin." The demon handed Mott a document.

"He's turned people for miles into gems, and you still want a non-disclosure agreement?" Victor frowned.

"Dear client, I assure you that this is part of a well-planned strategy," the lawyer replied, instead of conjuring a feather and signing a non-disclosure agreement with frozen blood. "We'll take care of it."

"Can it be done by tonight?" Victor asked. "Then I have a very important date."

"Do you think I'm not as important as a nasty woman?" His self-esteem was hurt. "Maybe I should turn you into a monster when night falls, so you never get a break."

"I'm sorry, but I've died twice, once after being impaled by a fairy who is crazier than you," Victor replied. "After that, every threat was disappointing. And, here, you're kidding. ”

"I don't talk about Victor friends again." Winkel repeated. "I almost died of a stroke last time."

"This matter will be resolved in time for your date with Lady Chocola."

"I specifically point out that 'liberation from the bottle' should not be understood as 'liberation from life,' as implied in section 13.5," Mott said, pointing to the second paragraph on page 87. "I would like a supplementary note that I will not be transferred to another container after I have fulfilled my wishes."

"Minions, I don't understand," Van Kerr complained, while friends were editing the article in response. "Did we win?"

"I don't know," Victor replied, but the frustration of the lawyers didn't seem like a good thing for him. "How's it going?"

"His laws are strong," the first lawyer admitted, keeping his voice low so as not to listen. "Very powerful. But we can do better. ”

"I'm going to do what a mortal would call a pro-lawyer," said his diabolical partner, dramatically cutting out one word and writing another.

"I changed the opening line from 'I want you to do it' to 'I hope you should.'"

"But that changed the meaning of the whole article!" Very apt protest.

"You have the right to be silent," the lawyer replied, and the demons at the table erupted in demonic laughter. Victor gloates over their terrible sense of humor.

"This agreement does not allow, under any circumstances, to designate Mott, henceforth as a 'wish-granting person', torture, negative effects, killings, ......"

"Minions!"

Vitality check successful! (sleep) disease elimination.

"Ahh Victor suddenly opened his eyes before he could fall asleep.

"Don't be lazy!" Vai

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Say. "We're almost done!"

"Who are we?" This intense battle of law, wisdom, editing, and contract wordplay lasted for hours until the sun went down. As Victor struggles to stay awake, the dragon has the perseverance to follow the negotiations.

"We've reached a satisfactory four-hundred-page compromise agreement," one of the lawyers said, handing over a large pile of documents to Victor. Mott was looking at a copy. "We are currently reviewing its terms."

"The gist of it is that the negative effects of the wish will be eliminated, while the positive ones, like your newly discovered intact treasury and the statue of the emperor, will remain," Malfoy explained. "He will be released, but not to do anything harmful to the members, allies and subjects of the V&V for the next fifty years."

"You can live, but your kind will experience death and suffering."

"But can I still kill the fairy?" Winkel asked, eager for revenge.

"Doing so would invalidate the agreement," the lawyer warned, while Van Kerr and Mott booed each other. "I suggest you make peace and forget about this failed joint venture. Win-win. ”

"I don't think it's a fair deal to let him kill the rest of the world and let us go," Victor hypocritically protested for his plan.

"Isn't it?" Malfoy asked, really confused.

"I'd rather kill you too, Manlin." "But it's the best you can get. I won't compromise on anything else. ”

Winkel said angrily: "I agree with my chief of staff, the result of not killing the fairy does not satisfy me." "I'm a dragon. My people have won the Battle of the Dragon Immortals, and I must defend my honor. ”

"What did you say?" Mott's hollow eyes turned into blazing stars. "You dragons didn't win, we gave you gold so you wouldn't bother us anymore!"

"After your shameful defeat, you gave us a golden tribute!" Winkel replied angrily, and he and the fairy began to argue about which one was true.

"Can you add an addendum so that a duel between His Majesty and the Fairy doesn't invalidate the entire agreement?" Victor advised the lawyers, then turned to Winkel. If everything goes according to his design, then there is no need, but it is better to be safe than to regret it. "Is that okay?"

"Yes! The dragon nodded. "Once the gem leaves safely, nothing can stop me from enjoying his bones!"

"Good!" As the lawyers edited the contract, Mott replied with a growl. "If you are willing to join the ranks of the dead, Vajkir, I am willing to serve!"

"Alright." Malfoy said, handing the final version of the agreement to Victor and Mott. "If you are satisfied, Mr. Victor, can you make a wish?"

Victor pretended to read the front page, focusing on the blank space between the sentences. "Sounds good." The minister said, and Mo nodded. "Wenquil will beat you to death, Elf."

"Like." The god of lights replied. "Fifty years is but a blink of an eye for a man, Victor. Your time will come. ”

"Then, Mott," Victor read the first sentence of the contract. "I want you to fulfill this contract to the letter."

"Finally, I've been waiting so long!" Unable to contain his joy, Mott raised a hand and snapped his fingers one last time. "Your wish and my freedom have been granted!"

He snapped and unleashed a wave of magic that covered the entire Mervyn. The energy pulse is much stronger than the first. Victor watched in amazement as the chaos around him suddenly ended, as if it had suddenly begun. The petrified citizens were reduced to flesh and bones again, and the gem mountain that trapped Winkel split in half, just as Moses did with the sea.

Even more worryingly, Mott's spine escaped from the bottle, dragging the lower half. The scrawny fairy stood on two legs and danced with her feet. "It's free, it's free! The animal said happily, not aware of Victor's trap. "Finally free!"

"You're free to look at my bowels!" Winkel replied, and the red dragon spread its wings and let out a terrible roar.

"If you like gold so much, dragons, you'll turn into gold!" Mo snapped his fingers.

．..

Nothing happened.

Winkel looked down at his paws in case his transformation was gradual, then looked up triumphantly. "Hah! Little fairy, I don't even need a stat check to ignore your attacks!"

"I told you you would be gold!" Mo snapped his fingers a second time, then a third time. "Why don't you work?"

"Because your magic is no match for me." Wacker replied arrogantly.

"Actually, Mr. Victor did it." Malfi replied, and the lawyers nodded.

"What about you?" When Mott glared at him, the chief of staff couldn't help but show a sly smirk. "How? I checked every hole in the text!"

"I know," replied Victor, who stopped his threats and went to observe the scene, "and as much as I hope our lawyer will succeed, words alone cannot fool someone as experienced as you." At best, they will tie you to a compromise that we can accept. But I know that as a cunning, paranoid elf, you'll be so obsessed with finding complex holes in your text that you miss the pitfalls on the front page. Convincing you that you can solve the consequences with a fight is not my plan...... But it can be a good fallback. ”

The elf immediately picked up his contract and checked the small print on the first page for loopholes.

"I noticed something, in the grave," Victor explained, because the elves didn't notice. "You can't see Van Klele because he's wearing an invisibility ring. It makes me wonder if you have limits as much as you have them. Because fairies in fairy tales are always bound by some vague rules, I doubt fo

o

s is no exception. You're bound to end up stuck in a bottle. ”

"What do you mean?" He asked angrily.

"You can't see the words you can't see."

To underscore his statement, Malfoy cast a spell on the contract. "Invisible Cleaning."

Between the lines, some words appeared, a hidden wish that the fairy had unintentionally fulfilled. "After fulfilling the wishes detailed in this contract, the wisher will lose all his abilities," the elf read aloud, trembling with rage, "unless the penalty clause is invoked." ”

In those pleasant seconds, Mott was speechless in shock and anger...... Wacker laughed.

"But...... But ......," the boy screamed in frustration.

"Vizier Strategy 54." Victor said. "You can't deceive someone stronger than you. Instead, you'll set things up and let them mess themselves up. ”

"I didn't agree to do that!"

I hope you will fulfill the contract to the letter. If you don't question those little invisible prints, it's not our fault. Like you said yourself...... There is no reversal. ”

"Oh, don't worry, we've been adding fine rules to our contracts since Promised Land became independent from heaven," one of the lawyers said smugly and contemptuously. "You lost to the best."

"It's fraud!" It's fraud!"

"I think we're going to have to ask the authorities to investigate your claims." Malfoy gloated and turned to the Chief of Staff. "Am I right, Mr. Victor?"

"The case is dismissed," the minister shrugged. "We are the government. If we do, it's not fraud. ”

"I've been deceived!" Winkel laughed at the guy and thought it was too funny to attack him. "Just as my pretentious chief of staff expected!"

Mo screamed angrily and threw the table aside in an attempt to kill Victor with his bare hands. Van Kerr raised a hand at an alarming speed to squash the fairy, but he didn't need to.

Tied up by his own magic letter, he was eventually sucked back into his bottle. In less than a second, he was gone, this time forever. "Oh, the hidden penalty clause," the first lawyer commented. "I didn't expect him to use it so quickly."

"He should look at those little words," Victor said, picking up the bottle, "and now he can't get out again." ”

Unsurprisingly, he is bound by his own power.

"I'm amazed it worked," Fuliben said from the sickle after observing the plan from beginning to end. "I thought the fairy wouldn't be bound by words she didn't notice."

"I'm surprised you didn't betray us in exchange for freedom," his holder admitted.

"Believing in fairies is as clever as turning a dragon's treasure into lead."

"I'm glad you learned."

"Well done, Manlin Victor." Winkel sincerely congratulated him. "Now we can get that bottle out of my eyes and leave those gems behind."

Kia will be the most unhappy. She missed another battle.

Congratulations! Because the dragon master who represents you skillfully deceived a monster, you gain two levels in [Monster Knight (Red Dragon)]! You have gained the [Master Shield] class buff.

[Master's Shield]: As long as you're within 50 feet of the Master, Vai

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ightsba

e will enjoy the benefits of the [reply] status.

60 hp， +20 sp， +2 st

， +2 vit， +2 ski， +1 agi， +2 i

t， +2 cha， +2 lack !

When you reach level 20 in [Monster Knight (Red Dragon)], your class has reached its limit! You can't level up anymore, but you gain the capstone skill [Scare Knight].

[Dread Knight]: Skill, 50 SP. You exude a sinister aura for 5 minutes, forcing anyone who perceives you to pass the Medium Charisma Check, or suffer from a [Fear] illness and reduce their strength and charisma by one level. A successful waiver can only eliminate the [horrific] disease.

Good. Now that they have defeated this enemy, Victor has an even more formidable enemy to face.

Chocolate is waiting.