Chapter 154: Enslaved! (2/2)

Suddenly, it heard words so out of line that its beady eyes opened wide in surprise.

It raised his head, meeting his gaze.

”What do you mean?” The Horrifying Mandrake asked, bewilderment vivid in its eyes.

”Five years of servitude, that's all I demand from you.”

The horrifying mandrake looked shocked, but this one was the opposite of negative. At first, Elliot gave it the stick. But now, he was giving it a carrot! It could live for thousands of years, and five years were merely a short part of its life. Accepting this deal was beneficial to it. It would get to live, and the price for that was serving Elliot for five years, a price it considered extremely cheap. Then, it will be a free tree!

”Only an idiot wouldn't accept this deal, I agree.” It reluctantly agreed. Although it hurts its pride to do so, living was far important than that momentary pain.

”Good! You've made an excellent choice.” Elliot said in a tone that a person would use to taunt another while praising them. Its eyes twitched in displeasure, but it didn't say anything. It silently endured this humiliation.

Immediately after, he pulled out a magic contract from his subspace. He handed it over to the horrifying mandrake.

”Sign it!” Elliot demanded, looking at it with narrowed eyes.

The Horrifying Mandrake read the contract, and after making sure that it only needed to serve him for five years, didn't hesitate before pushing out a small portion of its soul from the center of its root-like body and pushing it towards the magic contract. It was of an inky, black color, the bean-sized portion of the monster's soul. So, that's the soul of a corrupted existence, thought Elliot, who was seeing such an evil soul for the first time in his life, appalled and mesmerized.

It dropped on top of the magic contract before seeping into it, and after it disappeared, lines appeared at the end of the contract.

These lines then intertwined into a signature of some sort. Then, Elliot took it back and also signed it by using his blood.

The moment he finished doing so, both of them felt a mysterious power enveloping their souls. It felt threatening, a feeling that told them that they would die without a doubt if they were to not honor their end of the deal.

[Congratulations! You've enslaved a spirit monster in the Elite Stage for five years]

[You've bound yourself to a contract. Would you like to break it?]

A few notifications popped up in Elliot's mind.