Chapter 167: The greatest conspiracy! (A) (1/2)

Elliot said in an imposing and commanding voice, so imposing they that found it hard to refuse him. After taking a few steps, they reached him, standing next to him in silence and wondering about the reason he had called for them.

However, He said nothing and continued to draft new magic contracts, doing every methodically. To date, he had written more than a thousand magic contracts, many with terms similar to each other, but a little too many indeed. Thanks to all the hard work he had put in this craft, he had ended up becoming as proficient as a rich modern-day merchant in writing terms beneficial to himself. Elliot smiled. It started as his professional, but now it has become his hobby and also his new way of having fun.

Lucy and her teammates silently looked at him, their eyes filled with such shock that they threatened to pop out of their sockets.

The amount of magic contact in his possession left them speechless. Each was worth a hundred thousand, but he had already shown them more than a dozen! Just how rich was he? Is he some kind of tycoon, a prodigal son of a rich merchant, or a person backed by a powerhouse? Even the head of their family had never used so many magic contracts in a single day.

Of course, they didn't know that it was all his wealth, one he worked hard to build.

”Umm, why had you called for us?” After some minutes, unable to remain patient, Sean asked in a low voice. It was a bit funny. He was a big man, both in height and muscles, but in front of Elliot, he wasn't even able to raise his voice.

He was expecting a response from Elliot, but he only earned a scolding.

”And don't forget to add master when addressing me.”

After giving him an earful, Elliot explained the most important aspect of their master and servant relationship.

”Do you understand?!”

”Yes, master! I understand.” The burly guy with muscles for the brain nodded his head, appearing meek and unharmful.

”That's good because the faster you learn to live by my rules, the better it would be for you, all of you.”

While saying these words, he looked at each of them to see their reaction, something that would allow him to signal out the rebellious ones among them. Among the nine, Julian seemed to be the one with the worst personality. She resembled a two-faced bitch. Then there were the twins and Jay. Although they conceded to him terms and accepted him as their master, they weren't fine with it. They will backstab him the moment they get a chance, he noted, before characterizing Sean and Tia. From the look on their face and in their eyes—the window to the say, they say—it seemed like they had no intention of going against him. They appeared to be the least troublesome among the bunch.

After noting down the names of the troublemakers in his mind, he said, ”Now, hand over your magic contracts.”

He needed to secure the contracts; that was the most important thing he needed to do right now.

”Yes, master.”

One by one, they handed over their magic contracts to him, and he stored them in the vault he considered the safest place to store stuff—his subspace.

Elliot once again buried himself in writing rules on magic contracts. Who knows when they might come in handy. Seeing him so engrossed in his work that he wouldn't notice the things happening in his surroundings, Julian nudged closer to Lucy and whispered some words in her ears. Her words held only one intention, and that was to push her towards the flame. She wanted her to take a stand for them and tell Elliot o set them free! One could even see a pitiful expression on her face as she whispered those words. Once she finished all she had to say, she moved away and back to her little cousin, leaving Lucy up to her own devices.

Lucy wanted to say something, but she had only opened her mouth when Elliot's voice sounded in her ears. ”If you want to beg for mercy for her, then don't. I won't give up on what's mine, no matter how much you plead me to set them free.”

Lucy's eyes widened, taking the shape of full plates! Did he just read her mind? Otherwise, how could he say the words that were just about to come out of her mouth? ”How did you found out what I was thinking?!”

He pointed at her, more exactly, her pretty face, and said, ”because of that.”

”Is there something wrong with my face?”

”Huh?”