Chapter 1789 - Not a Decoy Again? (1/2)
Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
“I’m just speaking the truth! My strongest power is Petrify, but look at that thing! It’s already a rock, how am I going to turn it into a rock again? My Psychic Magic is useless against elemental spirits too!” Apas explained helplessly. She knew Mo Fan did not believe her at all.
The two reasons Apas gave were not completely unreasonable. Even if Mo Fan used the Contract to force her to fight when she was unwilling to do so, she would only do so half-heartedly. Not only would it fail to make any difference, it might damage the Contract, too!
Apas might even be hoping Mo Fan would use the Contract to force her to obey his words. It would damage the Contract, which meant her soul would not suffer serious injury even if she forcibly broke the Contract in the future.
“Mo Fan, my master can’t hold on for any longer,” Wen Xia reminded Mo Fan urgently.
“Give me some time,” Mo Fan scratched his head. How could he possibly fail to let the little demon follow his instructions? It seemed like he had been too kind to her in the past, and she now lacked some manners. “Let’s not waste our time here. Say, how can I convince you to lend us a hand?”
“Terminate the Contract!” Apas answered instantly.
“Wen Xia, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do. Let’s hope we’ll meet again. I’m going to say the same thing again, as long as the mountains are still around…” Mo Fan let out a sigh.
“It’s fine, you’ve already done a lot for us.” Wen Xia did not force it either. Even though she had no clue how powerful the young woman was, the city could only accept its fate since Mo Fan had failed to convince her to help.
Wen Xia did not stay around any longer. The Black-Silver Armored Rock Demon had already left for the clock tower. Her master Xie Qinghua was guarding the clock tower, and was obviously struggling to fend off the fierce tide of demon creatures.
Apas saw Wen Xia leaving in disappointment before glancing at Mo Fan, who was now lying on the ground and resting. She twisted her lips and said, “Where is your sense of justice? Isn’t it worth it to trade the Contract for an Elemental Capital?”
“Didn’t you say you had no idea how to deal with the Black-Silver Armored Rock Demon too?” Mo Fan asked in return.
Apas snarled, “I might not be able to deal with it myself, but I do have a plan!”
“What is it?” Mo Fan asked.
“The city is the least of my concerns. I won’t feel sad even if it’s destroyed!” Apas replied.
“Well, since there’s nothing we can do, we should leave this place first.” Mo Fan rose to his feet. He found that he was still trembling.
He had indeed done his best. He was suffering from serious injuries. If he was hit by the Black-Silver Armored Rock Demon again, he was going to die for sure. Even if he wanted to risk his life, Apas would surely be against the idea. If her master died, her soul would be severely damaged, no different from dying herself.
Therefore, Apas was in a difficult spot. She wanted Mo Fan to suffer serious injuries, since it served him right for treating her like a slave, yet she did not want him to die!
“Aren’t you going to negotiate with me a little more, or observe the situation a little longer?” Apas began to panic when she saw Mo Fan was serious about leaving.
“There’s nothing to see here,” Mo Fan signaled Apas to lend him a hand.
“Oh.” Apas automatically helped Mo Fan to stand up properly.
At that instant, Mo Fan quickly reached his hand toward Apas.
Apas cried out in shock. She thought Mo Fan was going to harass her again, but instead noticed Mo Fan was holding a glowing brown object when she glared at him.
“You!” Apas pointed at Mo Fan angrily, her finger twitching.
“In our country, parents will keep their children’s red packets. I’m going to take these crystals you have collected. I bet I can sell them for a very high price if the noble successor of the Medusa is treating them so preciously,” Mo Fan squinted and placed the pieces of crystals into his Space Pocket.