Chapter 936 - Contract
Chapter 936 Contract
When he showed up at the meeting hall, the ‘guest’ was already waiting there.
It was a woman.
Her face was covered by a black cloth mask, obscuring her facial features.
The black, skin-tight leather suit she wore wrapped her body tightly and emphasized all her curves; it was a pleasing sight to the eyes. She had draped a loose robe over her leather armor to fit her identity as an adept, but there was still no concealing that perfect figure.
“Miss Oliven, how has your time in White Tower been? Why is it that you wanted an audience with me?” Greem said gently with a smile on his face, not at all putting on the airs of a high-grade adept.
Oliven twisted about on the couch in frustration at the sight of this calm and composed adept before her. She tried speaking a few times, but the words just wouldn’t come out.
“Greem…my lord.” Oliven’s face was practically blood red after gritting her teeth and spitting out the word lord.
It wasn’t just Oliven. Even among the high-grade adepts of the World of Adepts, individuals who retained their human forms were a small minority. Most of the high-grade adepts had all sorts of monstrous and strange appearances.
After all, the body of a human was too weak and frail. The upper limit of power that it could contain and endure was far, far too low. If a high-grade adept were too attached to his human body, then his basic power would be weaker than his companion of the same grade who had undergone changes.
It was a universal truth known in the World of Adepts!
Once Greem was done looking at her face, Oliven put on her black mask once again and covered her inhuman features.
“This is all I can offer you. However, I can sign a soul contract with you. As long as you give me the Third Grade water dragon, I will listen to everything you tell me after I advance to Third Grade!” With her greatest secret exposed, Oliven stopped holding back and seriously offered up her conditions.
Trading a dead Third Grade water dragon for a possible Third Grade dragon devourer; it seemed like a fairly good deal.
However, it would not be acceptable if Oliven continued to behave as she had before, without putting in effort in her contributions!
Greem waved his hand in the air without any hesitation and drew several fire runes of various shapes. These fire runes floated in the air between them, bumping into each other as they wandered about. Finally, they pieced together to form a strange magical contract.
“Take a look at this contract, and sign it if you think it’s fair. Once you’ve signed the contract, I will find you a suitable Third Grade dragon!” Greem said casually.
He was an actual Third Grade adept now. Weaving a magical contract like this with a wave of his hands was a simple matter. This contract might seem simple, but it contained all sorts of magical knowledge he had obtained from other worlds. It had incredible soul-binding abilities. Thus, he did not need to worry about Oliven going against her word after advancing to Third Grade.
Oliven gazed at the contract with anxious feelings. She did not recognize most of the fire runes here. However, wherever her eyes landed, the contents and details of the rune she looked upon would unfold like a book.
There was no need to recognize the runes, nor to decipher them, as the information contained in each one flowed into her mind directly.
The conditions of the contract were just as she had described. The Crimson Clan would provide her with a Third Grade dragon such that she may advance to Third Grade. Upon advancing to Third Grade, she would have to devote herself wholeheartedly to the service of the Crimson Clan for two hundred years.
These conditions sounded harsh, but Oliven was overjoyed.
She had been in the World of Adepts for so many years that she was well-acquainted with how the adepts did things.
There would never again be a second adept clan that would offer her such excellent and lenient conditions.
It caused Oliven to be unbelievably glad. She had already made up her mind to grit her teeth and accept any unreasonable condition that Greem would throw at her.
After all, with her talent, her lifespan would be extended by a minimum of six to seven hundred years upon advancing to Third Grade. Taking out two hundred years from that to work for the Crimson Clan didn’t seem all that unacceptable!
Oliven immediately cut her finger and left her soul brand on the magical contract.