Sally’s pupils suddenly contracted, her entire cat-like body stiffening as if struck by lightning.
A better choice than being a maid...?
She looked up blankly, her small face tilted and her cat ears twitching uneasily, completely lost to the aning behind Aster Grant’s words.
What choice?
Aster Grant, observing the slightly bewildered catgirl in front of him, reached out and ruffled Sally’s sowhat ethereal head.
"Do you really want to remain my little maid forever? Don’t you want to change your identity?!"
"You have thoughts of your own; you have your own future..."
Hearing this series of statents, a trace of fear appeared in Sally’s eyes.
Why is Mr. Aster suddenly saying these things to ?
Is it because I currently lack the ability to care for Mr. Aster, and he no longer wants as his maid?
"No!"
She suddenly lunged forward, her ethereal arms tightly wrapping around Aster’s waist, "Please, I promise I won’t be any trouble!"
Sally had no thoughts of her own, nor did she want a future.
All she wished for was to stay by Aster’s side, forever being his little maid.
Feeling the trembling little creature in his arms, Aster imdiately understood that Sally definitely misunderstood him.
He gripped her shoulders with both hands, forcing her to et his eyes:
"Sally! Calm down!"
When those tear-filled cat eyes finally t his gaze, Aster spoke slowly and clearly:
"What I an is..."
"From now on, you’ll stay by my side as a Bonded Beast."
"From now on, you don’t have to call Mr. Aster; instead, you should call ... Master!"
Mas... Master?!
This term exploded in Sally’s mind like a clap of thunder.
As a Bonded Beast, she was acutely aware of what this title implied...
Only Bonded Beasts with a contract have the right to address their Beast Tar this way.
Could it be that... Mr. Aster is going to...
A huge wave of joy surged through her heart, yet it receded just as quickly.
"No way! Absolutely no way!"
Sally shook her head desperately, her cat ears shaking violently.
With such poor talent, how could she occupy Mr. Aster’s valuable Contract Position?
Being a small maid was already a trendous fortune, becoming a Bonded Beast...
"Mr. Aster, Sally really doesn’t deserve it!"
She was so anxious her eyes turned red, her voice breaking into sobs.
But Aster saw through her little thoughts at a glance and imdiately put on a stern face:
"Sally, what is the first duty of a maid?"
"It... It’s to follow orders..." the small catgirl instinctively responded.
"Then I order you now—"
Aster said word by word, "Beco my Bonded Beast. Will you defy that?"
"But! But..."
Sally stomped her feet anxiously, yet she couldn’t find any reason to refute.
Seizing the opportunity, Aster cupped her small face in his hands:
"And who says your talent is lacking? The ability to control ti is sothing many people dream of."
"You’re only a bit low-level now; once you grow, you will surpass many."
Hearing these words, Sally’s previously agitated body gradually cald down.
She lifted her head and saw Aster’s incredibly serious eyes.
It felt like Mr. Aster wasn’t deceiving her!
Sally bit her lip, "Re... Really?"
Aster nodded without hesitation.
This was no re comfort...
The fact that future him specifically kept Sally to beco part of the Chronospirit Clan proved she must possess irreplaceable importance.
Moreover, his Contract Quota had been vacant for far too long.
[Aster Grant]
[Level: Commander Tier Nine]
[Talent: Sovereign, Soul-devouring]
[Bonded Beasts: Lazuli, Vera, Veridia, Scarlett]
[Special Status: Human Race’s Favor]
[Divine Patterns: 2]
[Contract Quota: 3/5]
[Domain: Emperor’s Might, Absolute Forbidden Domain]
At this mont, Aster contemplated his remaining Contract Quota.
With two vacancies, he had already made up his mind.
One of them, without a doubt, was reserved for the little catgirl in front of him.
As for the other...
The image of Luna Crimson surfaced in his mind.
He was indeed in urgent need of a Bonded Beast proficient in control.
Luna Crimson certainly fit this requirent.
But more suited than Luna Crimson actually...
Snow Maiden!
A top-tier supportive and healing-type Bonded Beast!
If he could contract Snow Maiden, it would definitely be the best choice.
However...
This thought had barely erged before he dismissed it with a shake of his head.
A Totem Level existence would never stoop to signing a contract with soone not even reaching Monarch Level.
Discarding these distracting thoughts, Aster noticed that Sally’s emotions had stabilized, so he wasn’t planning on delaying any further.
"Sally, let’s make a contract."
The small catgirl’s ears twitched lightly upon hearing this.
After a brief hesitation, she finally nodded solemnly, her eyes burning with determination.
She swore to repay this trust with tenfold effort.
Aster’s palm slowly revealed a brilliant azure Contract Array.
The mont their palms touched, mysterious runes floated like stars, spinning around them.
"Buzz—"
A crystalline blue thread condensed in the void, tightly linking their fates.
The mont the contract was completed, Sally gazed indistinctly at the close-by Aster as if she were in a dream.
"Mr. Aster... Am I really not dreaming?"
She timidly reached out her semi-transparent finger, wanting to touch but afraid to shatter this beautiful dream.
Aster intentionally put on a stern face:
"Still calling Mr. Aster?"
"Ah!"
Awoken from her dream, Sally’s cheeks instantly blushed a rosy shade.
She lowered her head, murmuring in a nearly inaudible voice:
"Master... Please take care of from now on."
The final words were so light, yet they made Aster’s lips unconsciously curl upward.
He gently stroked the little catgirl’s head, and with the infusion of his powerful spiritual power, her ethereal body gradually solidified...
...
The next day.
At Central Plaza in the capital of The Crimson See, a cacophony of voices filled the air, and a dense crowd surrounded the entire plaza tightly.
Countless Beast Tars, stuck at the Commander Peak for years, had fanatic gleams in their eyes.
They had lingered at this realm far too long.
Today seed like the day they could finally break through!
Amid thunderous cheers, Oz slowly ascended the central stage in the plaza.
He wore a white robe embroidered with crimson designs, his aged face exuding authority.
"Everyone!"
Oz raised his arm, his voice reverberating across the entire plaza.
"The Queen wants us to submit to Draconia, what an absurd decision!"
"Our great The Crimson See, how can we beco soone’s vassal?!"
Oz launched into an impassioned speech upon his arrival.
As Oz had long overseen the affairs of Azurea and the Queen rarely intervened, his prestige here indeed eclipsed hers.
Moreover, having already gained control of all of Azurea’s Holy See’s ard forces, even dissenters dared not speak up at this mont.
"The Crimson See doesn’t need to rely on anyone!"
"Agreed!"
Voices of opposition rose higher and higher.
Seeing this, Oz wore a satisfied smile.
Then, he gestured slightly:
"Bring forth the Saintess and the other bishop!"
"If the Saintess does not disclose the location of the Sacred Beastbond Pool today, then she stands against all of us."
...
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