Chapter 155: Open Sesame! (1/2)

The horrifying Mandrake looked calm as it believed that it had evaded certain death.

They were now bound to the rules of the contract, and breaking them would result in their death.

Five years later, Elliot needed to release him if he didn't want to suffer a backlash from the magic contract and die; that's what the memories of the girl it devoured told the Mandrake, causing it to smirk. However, its expression fell almost immediately. For five years, it needed to serve him obediently. That is something it would reluctantly do as it wanted to live, sigh!

”Of course,” Elliot replied to Hope in his mind.

[-50 units of the essence of life]

[Congratulations! You've broken free from the rules of the contract]

Of course, it wasn't aware that the rules no longer had any effect on Elliot.

It was a one-sided trade from the very start, and it fell from the devil's whispers, the devil being Elliot.

The devil stored the contract in his subspace before looking at it and saying, ”Tell me everything you know about this place.”

Intent on fulfilling its part of the deal as otherwise, it would lose its life, the horrifying mandrake told him everything: ”Tell me everything you know about this place.”

Intent on fulfilling its part of the deal as otherwise, it would lose its life, the horrifying mandrake told him everything: ”This is the Forest of Evil Spirit Monsters. I was born and raised here, and I know that it reflects the fourth hazardous zone of the Spirit World in the truest sense because I inherited the memories of that place from my father. According to what I know, we are in the nightmare zone of the Evil Spirit Forest. There are four other zones, namely, the Forest of End, the Forest of Eternal Night, the Forest of Blight, and the Forest of Eternal Snow. The last one is the most dangerous one among the five but, it's the only one that connects to all the other zones. If you want to go to another zone, you need to go towards it as that's the only way.”

”What about treasure chests? Have you ever come across one?” Elliot asked with a pressing look on his face.

”I've lived here for more than a thousand years. Of course, I've seen my fair share of treasures. But I never went to pick up one for myself.” It said, trying to hide its embarrassing past by twisting its words.

”There must be a reason, right? Otherwise, why would someone like you not take the treasure chests?” Elliot looked at it with eyes that demanded an answer.

Elliot's slave sighed, reluctantly saying, ”Each of them was guarded by monsters more powerful than me in my prime form. Daring to go for them was the same as courting death. So I never tried to get one.”

That's to say it knows about the location of many treasure chests. Elliot asked where it sighted them, and after several minutes, the location of several treasures rested in his mind.

Now that he had time on his hands, he took out the chest from his subspace and placed it on the ground.

”A treasure chest!” its eyes widened like saucers when it saw what he suddenly took out.