"Does anyone else know about this artifact?" Tyler asked, his voice steady but tinged with curiosity.
Roel remained silent, his eyes shifting nervously. The atmosphere grew heavier, tension thickening the air around them.
Beside Tyler, Lily’s finger crackled with a small spark of lightning, her patience thinning.
"Let see if his Elohssa is Lightning proof," she said with playful tone. As she took the oddly shaped mushroom key. (Elohssa in backwards)
"No... No one..." Roel quickly responded, his voice shaky now. He knew better than to test the patience of people like them.
Tyler nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer, but he wasn’t done yet. "How did you get this thing?" he asked, his gaze never leaving Roel’s face.
Roel hesitated for a mont before speaking again. "It ca from farther north. You’ve heard of the Bodhi Buddha Temple, right?"
Tyler’s expression shifted slightly at the ntion of the na. "The Bodhi," he said, voice almost reverential. "One of the gods who created this world, and the religion is called the Bodhi Buddha Religion."
"Yeah," Roel continued, his voice quieter now, as if the mory of the story was still fresh in his mind. "My friend ca back from the Northern Hemisphere. He was on his last breath when he arrived here. I tried to save him, but his injuries were too severe. He didn’t make it. I checked his belongings and found his diary, which ntioned this treasure he got from the Bodhi Buddha Temple. I... I went to the place where he hid the treasure and took it."
Tyler absorbed the information carefully, his brow furrowing slightly. "So that guy risked his life to get it and you were too lucky that Artifact ca towards you by itself." he said, more to himself than to Roel.
"Yeah," Roel confird with a nod, a grim smile playing on his lips. "He also ntioned in the diary how his artifact suddenly vibrated when he reached one of the overlord territories. He imdiately escaped, thinking the artifact resonated with sothing powerful over there. I didn’t know what it ant at the ti, but now... now I get it."
"Get what?" Tyler asked.
Roel chuckled nervously. "So you are subordinates of the Dragon King, right? You ca here to take this treasure. Are you going to kill ?"
Tyler didn’t imdiately answer. This guy misunderstood them as Dragon King’s subordinate.
He exchanged a look with Lily, who raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the sudden ntion of the Dragon King. Roel’s fear was palpable; he had already assud they were here for the artifact, and likely for him as well. His mind was running wild with possibilities. He had heard rumors of Dragon King’s followers, they all have dragonic powers.
"Should we kill him?" Lily asked, her voice coming through Tyler’s divine sense, the words sharp and cold.
Tyler didn’t hesitate to respond. "Isha doesn’t want it. And he’s Ciel’s brother. What if he decides to investigate his brother’s death?"
Lily’s voice carried an air of mockery through their ntal exchange. ’You screwed Ciel’s crush. You even screwed Ciel’s sister-in-law. What’s the point of hesitating?’
Tyler winced at her words, his thoughts flashing back to his past interaction with Head Serena . "I didn’t do many things with Head Serena," he replied, trying to keep the conversation on track.
Lily snorted, amused. "Even if you just mowed the grass, it still fits in those categories."
Tyler rolled his eyes. "Can we focus on the matter at hand?" he replied, exasperated but with a slight smile tugging at his lips. It was hard to argue with Lily when she was being so... Lily.
After a while, the array sealing Isha’s house was deactivated. She slowly stepped inside, her expression calm but distant.
Her eyes fell on her husband Roel, bound and sitting on the floor with lifeless, soulless eyes. The man who had once been a significant part of her life now seed like nothing more than a shadow of his forr self.
"I’ve ordered sothing," Tyler said casually, him, with a hint of smile. "It’ll arrive today."
Isha gave a slight nod, she smiled back at him. She no longer cared about what happened to her husband. The mont she betrayed him, she had made the decision to sever all ties with him. Still, she felt a faint sense of relief knowing they weren’t planning to kill him—not yet, at least.
By evening, a group of strangers arrived. Without hesitation, they set to work constructing an altar in the middle of the room. Their movents were efficient, precise, as if they had perford this task countless tis before.
Tyler gestured for Roel to follow him, and together they approached the altar. A few monts later, the two n began forming a soul contract.
The process was surprisingly straightforward. The service Tyler had ordered was known as a Mobile Contract, a modern convenience in this world. Contracts could be arranged online, and a professional team would travel directly to the client’s location to perform the ritual.
It was efficient and discreet. The individuals creating the contract followed strict guidelines. They weren’t permitted to inquire about the content of the contract or even look too closely at its terms. Their job was purely to facilitate the agreent, nothing more.
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-Terms and Conditions of the Contract
By entering into this agreent, the following terms are hereby agreed upon by both parties, Tyler White (hereinafter referred to as "Buyer") and Roel (hereinafter referred to as "Seller"):
1. Paynt Terms:
1.1. The Buyer agrees to purchase the Artifact from the Seller for a total amount of 100 million Lydia.
1.2. The full amount will be transferred to the Seller imdiately upon execution of this agreent.
2. Confidentiality Clause:
2.1. The Seller shall never, under any circumstances, disclose, hint at, or communicate directly or indirectly to any entity, individual, or force the existence, nature, or details of the Artifact.
2.2. Violation of this clause will result in the imdiate obliteration of the Seller’s soul, as enforced by the binding magic imbued in this contract.
3. mory Seal:
3.1. The Seller consents to the sealing of their mories regarding the Artifact’s secret.
3.2. This seal will render the relevant mories inaccessible, even under coercion, ntal intrusion, or advanced mory extraction techniques.
Acknowledgnt and Acceptance
By proceeding with this transaction, both parties acknowledge and agree to be bound by these terms. Any breach of these conditions shall result in consequences as outlined above.
Signed on this day,
Tyler White (Buyer)
Roel (Seller)
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That night. Roel who is still tied up in the hall woke up from the faint noise. It is his wife moaning sound.
Roel gritted his teeth. These b*tches didn’t even use sound isolation array.
Lily had already left the village.
Tyler, however, planned to stay one more day to finalize his deal with Roel. Afterward, they would head to the Bank of Atlantis to transfer the sum of money according to the deal.
Inside the room, the atmosphere was relaxed but charged with an undertone of intimacy.
"What are you going to do next?" Tyler asked casually, reclining on the bed.
"Of course, follow you," she replied, her voice laced with confidence. Her naked form lay sprawled atop him, her hair cascading over his chest. "Don’t forget our agreent."
Tyler chuckled, his amusent evident. "Alright, fair enough," he said, his tone light but accepting.
"Actually," she began, her eyes glinting with mischief and excitent, "there’s sothing I’ve been wanting to try."
Tyler’s laughter faltered slightly. He could sense the gleam in her eyes hinted at sothing outrageous, possibly even dangerous. He gulped involuntarily, a bead of sweat forming on his temple. He knew all too well that her ideas often leaned toward the extre, and her fetishes were nothing short of creative madness.
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