Chapter 75 74. Apprentice Devil
The pungent smell of sulfur filled the basement with the heat.
The psychedelic smoke condensed into a human silhouette behind Annan - wearing a men's black dress, with curved horns on his forehead, and a black ponytail neatly combed behind his head.
"People of the Winchet family..." The solid silhouette exuded order and evil, and the cold horizontal pupils stared at him, "It's time to repay the debt you owed."
"Uh... I think you misunderstood, I'm not from the Winchet family." Annan faced the devil, and the hand behind his back reached for the doorknob, but it was like reaching into steam, and he retracted with burning pain.
"But I know people from the Winchet family. If you want to see her, can I call her over?"
The approaching crisis made Annan ignore the pain in his fingers. He tried to keep a distance, but he was too close to the devil and he was not sure about casting the low-level summoning spell.
Fireball?
Is the devil afraid of fire?
“At the cost of the defaulted soul, bear this deep fear...”
The devil refused to communicate with Annan, and the dust-free parchment levitated, flipping, and the obscure words turned into burning shackles, rising into falsehood, full of death and ominous flames.
Even if Annan knew little about the devil, he could guess that this was the terrifying price for breaking the contract——
But for Annan, the burning chain-like words only made Annan look like Not very comfortable.
“Why don’t you feel scared?” The devil, who was still preparing to punish his soul, was slightly startled.
“I can’t understand.”
These burning ancient, obscure words have no familiar parts except that Annan can recognize them as words. "And I'm not from the Winchet family."
"Humans, or warlocks..."
The burning obscure words fell into the parchment, Annan realized that the devil was planning some conspiracy, Take the opportunity to distract it:
“This basement is a nice place.”
“What’s nice?”
"If it is outside, it may disturb other people's sleep...low-level summoning!"
"low-level summoning? You want to use a kobold and a devil..."
The devil mocks He watched Annan construct a pitifully small magic circle. Then, the gap between Annan and the devil overflowed with terrifying pressure, and the indigo scales moved, revealing a dark yellow vertical pupil.
The awake blue dragon omitted Annan's steps to wake it up.
But what the devil was thinking at this time was "Inferior? Blue dragon?"
"It's an enemy! And it says you're a kobold!"
Annan hid behind the blue dragon and pointed at the devil.
"Devil?"
The blue dragon's vertical pupils stared at the young devil across the rift: "Humans, devils are a difficult race... I can feel that this devil is experimenting. Practice, and behind her stands an adult devil..."
"I know the rules, do I need to pay more?"
To this day, Annan is no longer timid or hesitant in saying such things.
This conversation brought the devil back to his senses. He threw away the incomprehensible phenomenon of why a low-level warlock's low-level summoning spell summoned a blue dragon. He stroked his chest to show respect: "Your Excellency Blue Dragon, Brudonna Greetings."
"I'm sorry to alarm you, but I think it was just an accident. I didn't mean to hurt your contractor."
The devil remained polite. Although devils are born with power and are born extraordinary like dragons, they cannot become legends when they reach adulthood like dragons. They need time to grow.
And the devil's talent has never been "fighting a giant dragon in a narrow basement."
"You wanted to attack me just now."
Annan, who was hiding behind the blue dragon, popped up and said.
"I am a devil, not a devil who wants to fight." The devil was forced to remain polite and correct Annan's misunderstanding: "...and I only charge breach of contract fees from the Winchet family."
“I am not from the Winchet family.”
The devil’s evil eyes stared at him: “Where is this place?”
"Wine...well...the property of the Winchet family, but I only live here temporarily."
The devil continued to stare at him, obviously disbelieving.
"Blue Dragon can testify for me."
"I don't know anything." Blue Dragon stared at the young devil with oppressive vertical pupils, and said to Annan: "Are you willing? How much does it cost? "It is not difficult for the dragon to choose between offending the devil and getting paid.
The young devil finally appeared panicked, and his body solidified by smoke became slightly insubstantial, but he was shackled in the basement again due to Long Wei's suppression.
"Your Excellency Blue Dragon, we are not enemies!" the devil explained, finally realizing that the human warlock had the right to speak: "The devil respects order and agreement. As long as you are indeed not from the Winchet family, I will Apologize and leave.”
Annan hesitated, and finally, the contact between Tasia and Wood made Annan decide to believe this devil-the blue dragon is here after all.
"Okay, then there is no need to fight."
The blue dragon seemed to see the gold coins flying away with wings: "You are playing with a great blue——"
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"The reward for this time will be given to you later."
"Deal."
The time for the low-level summoning spell is not over yet, the blue dragon lies lazily, staring at Annan Communicate with the devil.
“Now I am one-tenth convinced that you are not a dirty bloodline of the Winchet family.”
“If I were Winchet, wouldn’t it be better to just let the blue dragon destroy the evidence? Good?”
"You kill me, but the contract will not disappear..."
Annan didn't know that the devil would be so stubborn, so he had to show the letter hidden on the inside of the mage's robe and said: "Did you see it? This is a letter from home. From now on The Reeves family is here."
The devil suddenly sniffed his nose and whispered in confusion: "This letter..."
"What's wrong?"
The devil? Said nothing: "I won't tell you. You are not Winchet, then it's time for me to leave..."
The condensed smoke gradually dissipated.
“What if it’s a transaction?”
The devil’s virtual stagnation is like a gambler hearing dice and a drunkard smelling beer.
Blue Dragon's spread vertical pupils condensed slightly, feeling that this sentence structure and scene were very familiar.
"I need you to bring the Winchets." said the devil.
"This is not equal." Annan shook his head, "I can only pay gold, or gems, or antiques."
Crack——
A rock under the dragon's claw turned into powder.
"Yes."
The devil agreed to Annan, and a brand new parchment appeared in the void as it burned.
"Be careful of the devil's contract..."
Because of the existence and reminder of the blue dragon, this contract was completed in an extremely fair manner.
"The reward for these reminders is another..."
The blue dragon does not forget to ask for reward.
Annan is a little confused. Are all the legendary dragons like this, or is this one special?
With the contract completed, the devil no longer concealed: "The devil can smell the smell of conspiracy, and the letter is haunted by conspiracy."
A fair contract is like a shame to the devil, and the young devil answered after Turn into dissipating smoke.
“Did she leave?”
“Yes.”
Annan began to think, did the Wine Lady or her ancestors sign a contract with the devil? Why is the deed in the basement of this manor?
He hoped it was just a coincidence.
At this time, the blue dragon's low roar came from behind the crack.
"You just said gems, right..."
(End of this chapter)