41 Supreme Demon, Little Imp Part 2 (1/2)

The imp was crumbling, knowing that this human youth was indeed evil and would not give it any chances. It was certain that he was an expert in demons, for otherwise he would not have known its weaknesses so well.

”Sir, it is fine. I…I will manage on my own!”

Saleen gently removed his finger from the dent on the imp’s forehead and sucked the fresh blood off his finger, nodding in satisfaction. He said, ”It seems like you are more sensible now. Let’s begin please. I am in a rush for time.”

The imp reluctantly started chanting in a demonic language Saleen did not understand. While he had a whole library of magic books, including those covering various languages, there was no series for the demonic language. A small amount of demonic language could be found in summoning magic, but as Saleen’s grade was low, he was not able to learn summoning magic. However, since his direction of study was quite specific, he had no intentions of doing so even if he were to become a mage master.

The imp’s expression turned solemn and a round magic symbol emerged from its forehead. As the chanting became faster, the symbol became clear. Although this was a humiliating contract, it was a contract that was bound with one’s life. The imp concentrated on reciting the verses of the contract and was unaware that Saleen knew nothing about the demonic language.

Saleen used the claw of the witcher spider to prick his left index finger, drawing a drop of blood. He then used his index finger to touch the round magic symbol on the imp’s forehead. The moment he did that, he felt that something was amiss. His finger felt as though it had been pulled by a huge magnet towards the imp’s forehead. The round magic symbol was like a black hole which kept ingesting blood and flesh from his wound.

The magic symbol soon became much fuller and grew a bright red. The whole of Saleen’s left hand withered and turned grey, as though it had become a dead creature’s claw. At the same time, Saleen felt that his soul was moving around as if a door had opened. He could feel the imp’s mood without even looking.

Saleen did not get angry. He merely withdrew his hand and quietly looked at the imp. It almost cried out and timidly explained, ”Sir, this… is because your strength is too weak. No no no, I meant that my body is too …”

Saleen saw that the red magic symbol on the imp’s forehead had penetrated its skin and that the dent had disappeared. He reckoned that it might have been filled up by his flesh and blood.

”Does this have something to do with the sharing of the injury?” Saleen asked.

”No, sir. This is a condition for the fulfillment of the bond. It will only occur when the bond is signed, after which, it will not happen again!” The imp tried to explain it in a simplified manner so Saleen could understand.

”A soul bond?” Saleen laughed. By using restorative water on a daily basis, his left hand would take half a year to recover at most. During this period, he would be unable to sustain a chant with both hands, but this was a small price to pay for earning a demon’s allegiance.

This was a demon with a pure bloodline. After the Fourth Dynasty had collapsed, it was unheard of for a mage to own a demon. As the effects of the soul bond kicked in, Saleen no longer doubted the imp’s honesty. He placed his left hand in his sleeve and said casually, ”Let’s go, I will find you something to eat.”

The imp heaved a sigh of relief and thought that Saleen was kind to have not been angry with him. Saleen removed a piece of jerky from his leather sack and threw it to the imp, who swallowed it in one gulp. Saleen still had many questions in his heart but did not know where to start. He lifted his head and said to the people on the platform, ”Come down. This has been resolved.”

Although Canghong and Sarah held grievances in their hearts, they were unable to show them. Saleen had conquered a demon and Sika’s fighting power was greater than theirs. Neither of them could say anything.

Sika rushed off of the platform within two to three steps and came to Saleen’s side. She rolled up his sleeve and saw his withered left hand. Her eyes reddened in anger and she removed the cudgel from her back, planning to attack the imp.

While she was rash in her behavior, Caucasus folk were also not stupid. Saleen held out his hand to stop her and whispered, ”It is fine and will recover. Do not let Canghong and the others make this into a laughing matter.”

”Hmph.” Sika lowered her weapon and glared at the imp fiercely. The imp was eating a piece of jerky and did not react. Its food supply had stopped for more than a hundred years so even if the head of a hill cyclops had been given to it, it would still have eaten it. Upon seeing Sika’s stare, the imp bowed its head. It was thinking that once its master was not looking, it would…

The imp knew that its wild thoughts were quite far fetched. The lady who was staring at it possessed a good relationship with its master. If it ate her, it would be in a great deal of trouble. Its eyes searched the area and saw that there were a few things up on the platform. It swayed its tail and climbed over. Upon a closer sniff, it seemed that they could be eaten.