Chapter 54 (1/2)

The Covenant of Souls originated from the God of Death. This powerful divine was the most feared in the entire world of Glory. He was the master of the three powerful divinity, death, souls, and destruction.

The Covenant of Souls was one of the God of Death’s proudest work.

The Covenant of Souls was divided into the main contract and the subcontract. The sub-contract would give a shred of their souls, and once the covenant was formed, the life or death of the sub-contractor would be in the hands of the person holding the main contract.

The power of this covenant lay with that as long as one mutters the spell of the God of Death, even a powerless farmer could form the covenant.

Should the main contract holder crushes the soul of the sub-contractor in the spiritual sea, no matter where the sub-contractor was, their souls would be pulled by the God of Death into his divine domain and become a delicacy for the God of Death.

Therefore, the Covenant of Souls was also known as the Murmurs of the God of Death. In the main plane of Glory, no one would dare to sign it willy nilly.

Looking at the drastically changed expressions of his apprentice mages, Reed did not say anything. He had never regarded this world as a game, and it was impossible for the complex-minded humans to be absolutely loyal to him like vampires.

Do not look at his apprentices being all respectful and reverent toward him. Should they find out that their master was a vampire, would they maintain their current attitude?

Reed could not afford to take that bet, if his identity was exposed, he would be hunted by the entirety of Grimm, and even the human kingdoms.

He was not willing to nurture a large number of potential enemies by himself.

“You don’t have to rush to give me an answer. Your future is in your hands. I will still nurture you even without signing the covenant, as long as you show enough talent, like Viena.”

After he said that, Reed left the apprentice mages with thoughtful faces.

“What does Master Reed mean? That’s the Murmur of the God of Death. It’s terrifying.”

“A full-fledged Mage, the magic potion Viena got must be very precious, otherwise Master Reed would not have asked for that.”

“I’m really envious of Viena. How nice would it be if I were a girl…”

The preciousness of the magic point could not be clearer to the apprentice mages, but the Murmur of the God of Death had them terrified.

Once the covenant was established, their life and death were no longer theirs.

The desire for power and the fear of death had them extremely tortured.

Among the crowd, Cain and Karl, whose magic talents were similar to Viena looked at each other with a complicated look in their eyes.

Cain seemed to have noticed something as he tugged Karl’s clothes as the two moved a little bit away from the rest of the apprentices.

“Karl, what do you think?”

Karl gave Cain, who had short blond hair and a very handsome face, a deep look.

“Cain, if Master Reed wanted you to do something that is life-threatening, like hunting a Cyclops in the Farmountains, can you refuse?”

Cain froze for a moment and wore a bitter smile after pondering for a bit.

“No, none of us can refuse Master Reed’s order.”

Karl smiled before patting Cain on the shoulder.

“In the Vermillion Tower, you, me, and Viena are the three with the best talents. But Viena is Master Reed’s maid, so she will always get most of the goodies first. There’s no need for her to line up like the rest of us.”

Cain looked at Karl blankly, not understanding what he meant by this.

“Even a Transcendent Mage would not necessarily own such a precious magic potion. Master Reed must have paid a huge price to make it.” A complicated look appeared in Karl’s black pupils.

“Cain, you are born of nobility. There are many things only we, the common folk understand. If it weren’t for Master Reed taking me in, I would have long died in the sewers of Grimm now. If there is a chance to be a Mage, forget signing the Covenant of Souls, even if someone were to only be able to live ten years after drinking the potion, countless of common folk will be willing to do it.”