128: Chapter 52 Struggling for the Loli_1 128: Chapter 52 Struggling for the Loli_1 For wizards, magic contracts are a commonplace and highly popular thod of restraint.
It’s ancient, but extrely effective.
In a wizard’s world devoid of logic, a credit system maintained by unknown mysteries has stood the test of ti and earned the trust of all wizards.
According to the definition in the “Wizard World Encyclopedia”, a magical contract is a proof of obligation that is signed with magic as its core, docunts, magic array, spells, and witchcraft as an interdiary, witnessed by mysterious existences in the depth of the starry sky, under the mutual recognition of the parties.
Unlike the slave contracts, master-servant contracts, and punishnt contracts favored by ancient wizards; modern wizards prefer human-centered equal contracts.
Modern magic contracts emphasize the rights and obligations of the parties and generally prohibit harm to the physical rights of the parties.
For this reason, the Alliance of Wizards unanimously passed the “Thirteenth Andnt to the Constitution”, abolishing slavery and forced labor unless as punishnt for a cri.
Therefore, in the modern context, signing a magic contract is not as filled with deceit and malice as most people imagine it is.
Hence, the two slightly intoxicated young n felt no psychological burden in getting the two drunken fellows to sign the magic contract.
“A magic contract only considers whether the signatory is qualified and whether the parties agree; it does not asure the alcohol concentration in the signatory’s blood,” Xiao Xiao said, doodling with a quill on a parchnt scroll.
Finally, with a nod of satisfaction, he handed the drafted contract to Zheng Qing for review.
But before the scribbly piece of parchnt even fell into Zheng Qing’s hand, Xin Fat Man grabbed it.
“Taking forever to sign a contract!” the fat man chided with laughter, rubbing his nose with the greasy ‘napkin’ around his neck, “What a wuss!”
With that, he drew a small cut on his thumb with the ivory-handled silver knife.
Dark red blood quickly oozed from the cut, staining his thumb red.
Xin Fat Man proudly waved the bloody thumb in front of everyone, then pressed it directly onto the end of the parchnt scroll.
“That’s it!
That’s it!” Zhang Ji Xin took the parchnt, did the sa with his own thumb, left a bloody print at the end of the scroll, and proudly showed it to Zheng Qing:
“See?
Signed!”
“Signed!!” Xin Fat Man roared, patting on Red Face’s shoulder.
“I sign to prove that I am a man ready to break chains!”
“To prove that I am a man who can eat anything!!”
“Rise!
Those who want to break the chains!!”
“Rise!
All the world’s weary!”
“Our blood is boiling!”
“We must fight for the sake of Lolita!”
The two intoxicated n, arm in arm, shoulder to shoulder, singing at the top of their lungs, scared a section of the fireflies on the Dragonblood Vine to death.
Even with the slight dizziness brought upon by the alcohol, Zheng Qing was once again left dumbfounded.
He’d never seen anyone sell themselves so simply and grandly!
And fight for the sake of Lolita – what the hell was that about?!
He and Xiao Xiao looked at each other, feeling as if they’d discovered sothing incredible.
Ignoring the noise beside him, Zheng Qing held the fiery red quill and signed his na on the parchnt with dignity.
Xiao Xiao then signed as the witness.
A streak of fire passed by, turning the parchnt into a small clump of ash.
“Is that it?” Zheng Qing watched as a wisp of green smoke coiled around the small pile of ash three tis before dissipating into nothing, he couldn’t help but ask.
“What else would it be?” Xiao Xiao put away the quill, sneering, “This is just a common magic employnt contract.
What, were you expecting a demon to co out and give you a performance caveat after signing the contract?”
Deciding that was ant to be a joke, Zheng Qing chuckled dutifully a couple of tis in his mind.
But this ti, his laughter only earned him a look from Xiao Xiao, as if he were a fool.
“Er…
Why do you carry this around?” Zheng Qing curbed his laughter and picked up a bit of ash from the remnants of the parchnt contract, looking at Xiao Xiao curiously.
“Old man said, a wizard always has tis when they need to sign contracts.
Having a few terms of your own prepared just in case helps ease the mind,” Xiao Xiao shrugged his shoulders, tilting his head slightly to indicate that soone was approaching.
Zheng Qing sighed, deeply realizing how far he still was from the mindset of a true wizard.
When the Wandering Wizard returned to the private room with the drinks, Xin Fat Man and Zhang Ji Xin had already fallen back onto the couch.
The parchnt paper contract had been properly put away in a grey cloth bag by Zheng Qing.
The previously lazy fireflies, upon seeing the boss returning, scrambled to puff up their bellies and spray light into the room.
But this ti, the silver-white light was mixed with lots of light green and dark yellow hues, giving the room’s light an oddly dispersed feeling.
The Wandering wizard glanced at the little bugs on the Dragonblood Vine and said nothing.
He held four or five light green bottles in his hand and a large book under his arm.
“Quick, help these two lumps up!” Zheng Qing called to Xiao Xiao, “The boss is here, we have to go!”
“No rush, no rush, we’re not in a hurry to leave.” The Wandering Wizard hastily stopped the two young wizards’ eager movents.
While shoving the unopened bottles of Green Bee into Zheng Qing’s arms, he laid the large book, which had been tucked under his arm, open on the mini bar table.
“What’s this?” Zheng Qing stuffed the bottles into the grey cloth bag and looked at the shop owner curiously.
“It’s a credit book.
It is mostly used in shops run by wizards, for transactions like running tabs, mortgages, pawnshops.
It is a way for creditors to urge debtors to fulfill their commitnts by imposing obligations on their rights…
you can simply understand it as a bound set of magic contracts,” explained Xiao Xiao, standing behind him without hesitation.
“That South Cross Crucifix was indeed worth every penny.” Zheng Qing comnted with satisfaction.
“So, you don’t trust us?” He turned around and asked the shopkeeper in a very hurt tone.
The Wandering wizard took out a dark quill from his pouch, chuckling, “It’s just habit…
just a habit.
Don’t think too much about it.”
With that, he pushed the credit book towards Zheng Qing, indicating a blank space: “Just sign here.”
Zheng Qing took over the chunky contract book and looked at the dizzying array of forms, formulas, and numbers, feeling a little dizzy.
“I can’t read it.” He honestly admitted to the Wandering wizard.
“That’s okay, that’s okay,” the Wandering wizard said with a very kind smile, “It’s okay if you can’t read it…
just sign here!”
His skinny finger pointed at a blank space at the end, the friction between his yellow and sharp fingernail and paper creating a harsh sound.
Next to the blank signature area, there were three characters denoting ‘debtor’ written clumsily in black.
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