Chapter 112: Helpless Enwyld (2/2)
Hot Rod and Barret exchanged glances, communicating with spiritual energy, a kind of trick that only people above Elementary Rank could pull off.
'Our products aren't of that high quality — Elementary Potion and Rank 1 artefacts — so even if we sell them to a family-like Wynner at the market price, it would only benefit us, and they would be useless to Wynners, as they have their own artefacts. As for potions, they are just elementary ranks. Not worth mentioning. Their effect on Rank 1 mages are minimal, as for finding their formulas, I think they must be dreaming if they have such a thought .' Barret weighed the pros and cons.
Actually when Kadyn sold the Soothing Drop for the first time, Zelie was the one who purchased most of them, and it wasn't because they needed it, but because they wanted to find its formula; however when Potioneer Yel tried, he could not even find a single supplementary herb, much less its main ingredient.
At that time he concluded that not even Rank 3 or above potioneer would be able to find its formula. That discovery shocked him beyond comparison — it was the reason he was so desperate to know the formula and went to Kadyn, and the conflict started between them.
'Indeed,' Hot Rod replied mentally. ' Furthermore, we don't even need to run from here to there in order to find the clients. This is the most efficient way of selling anything I have ever seen.'
'Agreed.'
While the duo was talking with each other Kadyn grinned towards Enwyld and said. ”I don't like to beat around the bush. Say, do you agree? If not, I'm going to finish these six people.” As he said he brought a gleaming dagger from his robe and glared towards the people on the ground, grinning like a heartless butcher.
”House Leader, please save us!” a middle-aged man screamed in terror as soon as Kadyn took the first step towards them.
”I gave my whole life for the House Wynner. Who would have thought that I would die like this? House Leader, please take care of you.” As the old man said this, everyone rolled their eyes. If you want to ask for help then do it directly, why are you trying to emotionally blackmail the man.
”Brother, save us,” Llyris said. ”Do you think House Wynner still be House Wynner if it lost six Rank 1 mages?”
Enwyld gritted his teeth and clenched his fist. Then blurted. ”Fine!”
”That's more like it!” Kadyn clapped his hands jubilantly. Then turned towards Barret, ”Write the Spirit Contract.”
”Spirit Contract?” Enwyld frowned. ”What's that for?”
”Do you think I'm five years old child?” Kadyn rolled his eyes at his stupid question. ”Of course it's for my and my companions' safety. What will I do if you attack me after I release your people? Won't I die a horrible death for my stupidity? So to avoid that, you need to sign the contract that you won't attack us and neither conspire against us and never oppose us. If you agree to these terms then I can release your people, or just forget about getting them back.”
Enwyld was trembling with rage and humiliation. He had never faced such a scenario before. At first he thought that he would be able to get revenge later, but now, Kadyn had blocked that path as well. Spirit Contract wasn't something that he could defy. No one could defy it. Not even those super powerful mages.
While Enwyld was deep in thought Kadyn turned towards Ironclad and said. ”You, leave the cauldron here.”
”What?!” everyone from House Wynner lifted their gaze filled with anger and fear. Kadyn saw their reaction and chuckled. ”So that cave story was also bulshit, huh? This cauldron belongs to the House Wynner. This makes things even more interesting.” He walked towards Ironclade and snatched the thumb-sized cauldron from him.
Then he took the Spirit Contract from Barret and read it and nodded in satisfaction towards the man. Barret was indeed more experienced than him, not leaving any loophole for House Wynner to use later. Kadyn rolled the scroll and threw it out of the shop towards Enwyld. ”Drop your blood.”