38 Chapter 38: Donst Compete with Me (2/2)

”Are you done with your narcissistic chatter?” Dylan ignored Andrew's constant gloating.

”You!! Don't try to compete with”Mystical Magnatism” with​ me!” Andrew roared.

”We'll see.” Dylan simply smiled as a form of reply.

The Soul of the Contract was creating a large meeting table that was ”U” in shape. At the base, three chairsmysteriously appeared while two seats appeared in each arm of the meeting table. Before Dylan could even react, his Avatar Soul was transmitted to the chair of the right side while Andrew was placed on the left side. The three giants magically floated and was carried by an extremely strong force which coerced them to seat on the vacant three chairs at the base. The Soul of the Contract followed as it appeared behind them floating above their heads.

”Se Battre Pour Un Client, commencer'. ” The archaic voice of the Soul of the Contract subtly flowed throughout the room. Dylan was a bit stunned when he heard of this. He cannot help but wonder how this world had a very similar language to French. Although if a Frenchman was here, he would not be able to understand it as well. Unless he had an instance like Dylan, where he had the memories of his past life that enabled Dylan to quickly adapt to the Great Mystic World. Dylan could not really understand it but the language they spoke was similar to French yet it wasn't​ at the same time.

While Dylan was pondering about how strange it was, Andrew took the initiative and stood up with confidence as he showed disdain to the pondering look that Dylan had.

”Let me go have the privilege to go first because I know that a certain someone is still inexperienced and amateurish in Se Battre Pour Un Client.” Andrew implied that Dylan had still milk on his lips and was still too inexperienced to debate with him. He was also very confident with himself as he was equipped with proper education and training that Dylan never received. Andrew also had participated in mock Se Battre Pour Un Client several times already and he was always the one who came out the victor as his wordplay and ability to turn right from wrong was near flawless.

”Granted...” The archaic voice of the Soul of the Contract replied.

” Let me first state the prior deal that I and the three clients have made. I have offered the clients 12% shares of my Vigor Hotel and as well as my newly established brand, Vigor's​ Gourmet. After which, we had a meeting wherein we discussed the other details of the Contract. The meeting discussed about how I offered the position of Honorary Elder to the clients and the transaction of 10soul stones for each of the client. We also discussed how my business will enable them to be treated as VIP guests in any of my company​ while I would gain constant monthly supply and advertisements from them. I wholeheartedly admit that I used my Harmonized Soul State but it was not only for the reason for my self gain but to also free them from the underlying hypnotism that the challengee has imposed carelessly to the clients. I end my case.” Andrew was smiling all the way from the start to the final sentence of his defense because​ he was confident that he would be able to crush Dylan.

”What?! That isn't true! How shameful can you be?” Guild Master Blood Wolf barked suddenly when the last sentence of Andrew entered his ears.

”Are you sure it wasn't true? My galant reason to save you from the treacherous hands of this swindler is called shameless? How hurtful your words are as it was aimed to me, your saviour... But I understand, you are still in the premise of this wretched person's illusions. Do not worry, dear client, for I will do everything in my power to save you from his evil clutches.” Andrew had tears flowing in face while he raced his fist trembling as he swore those words. He really acted like a man who had done something virtuous but was repaid with ingratitude.

”What the heck are you talking about?!” Guild Master Blood Wolf was enranged to the point were veins started to show on his neck.

”Blood Wolf, stop!” Pavilion Head Galagher halted Blood Wolf by blocking him with a hand.

”But he is clearly lying!” Guild Master Blood Wolf defended.

” It is futile. The Soul of the Contract basis it's conclusion on what is said. Not on what what was said. This is the reason why wits are able to defy the truth in this battle. The ancestors designed this type of battle to refine the critical-minded and the intelligent and it was also to determine whether who was more skilled when it comes to business. Wits will win over the truth, Reason is better than facts that was what the Ancestors believed in. They believed that to be able to climb to the peak, a true Magnate must not be benevolent and kind or else he would be treated as gullible and easy to take advantage, he must be versatile and flexible, ruthless and merciless. Because in this world the truth matters less, power rules over all!” Pavilion Head Galagher gravely spoke.

”Ugh, Damn it. That fucking snake might get away with this!” Blood Wolf cried indignantly.

”Let us just hope that Dylan would be able to counter Andrew's lies.” Garden Owner Elmer spoke with a tinge of anger to Andrew and pity to Dylan.

”I hope so...” Pavilion Head Galagher said as he watched the calm and silent Dylan who was sitting with his eyes closed.