Under the illumination of the light, a strange scene appeared in front of the dining table at No. 24 Shuiwen Road.
Between the two young men sitting around, a piece of paper filled with terms floated, causing gradual ripples in the void.
It is yellowish all around, but it reflects an inexplicable biological-like ruddy luster, as if it is made of cut human skin.
On it, written in Rune language:
'Under the witness of the stars, the two parties reached an agreement and formed a cooperative relationship from this moment on.'
'1. Under any circumstances, it is prohibited to disclose the cooperation partners and content to any third party in any form.'
'Second, new cooperation matters will only be carried out when both parties agree.'
'Third, when cooperating, both parties must ensure that they try their best to achieve the ultimate goal. No spare efforts will be spared, and no harm will be done to each other...'
'Four, cooperation remuneration should be as fair as possible to both parties...'
‘…..’
'Ten, the consequences of breach of contract are the benefits that may be obtained after the target of compensation is achieved ten times, and the position will be shared.'
'The final right of interpretation of this contract belongs to gehr (smear) Yager.'
At the end of the paper, a name rarely known in this world was scrawled in black ink, which seemed to be the original owner of the contract.*
This is one of the items that Yager found in his own space. Initially, it was signed with his name.
But perhaps because the past agreement has expired, all the words above are blurred.
"These are the terms. If there are no problems, let's sign it." Yager's hand tapped twice on the table subconsciously.
The blood stained on the black gloves slowly spread out, staining a small red spot on the tablecloth.
"!"
His tablecloth!
He pretended to retract his hand casually, and controlled the strange contract floating in the sky like a cover-up, slowly descending in front of the opposite monocle.
The black writing is as clear as tattoos on the paper.
Green blinked.
There seems to be nothing unusual about the extraordinary contract in front of me. Although the witness 'Xingkong' at the beginning is a little weird, it is generally a human creation made up of the other party's abilities.
What's more, when the contract is relatively fair, most of the terms seem to have room for loopholes, but the final right of interpretation is relatively tricky.
Well, you can definitely make money without losing money.
As long as the other party is not a true god, the binding force of the clause will definitely not be enough to take effect on him, a fake Sequence Three, an actual "blasphemer" angel...
Green smiled and replied: "No problem."
The young man in blood-clothed clothes on the other side of the dining table watched him reach out and took the initiative to pick up the strange-looking metal pen on the table with great sincerity.
"Then, I'll sign."
The metal pen had no ink, but when the young man with a monocle picked it up, red fluid flowed out automatically.
His smile froze.
The red ink flowing out of his field of vision was actually his blood. The moment he held the pen, the long thorns poked out his fingertips and sucked it out.
It seems...not good?
Green watched helplessly as his blood dripped from the tip of the pen onto the contract. The red color quickly seeped into the human skin-like paper, and a name was automatically outlined at the end of the clause.
Amon (Green).
"?"
His smile disappeared.
The invisible ability of the contract was imposed on him like chains. Not to mention sequence three, a well-informed certain Meng was sure that this contract was effective against the true god.
He looked at Yager in silence for a few seconds.
The good-quality electric light clearly illuminated the ulterior motives of both parties. For example, Green's eyes were full of doubts, and the opposite person's success was as if nothing had happened.
Moumeng realized that he had been defrauding for many years and finally capsized.
It is true that the contract comes from the other party himself, but its power is not at the true god level within the 22 sequences.
Opposite is the outer god himself.
Foreign! God! I! Your Majesty!
?
How did it appear on Earth? Why does it seem like you don’t know that you are an alien god? How can you pretend to be a human being perfectly? Or is there another human civilization already existing in the starry sky?...?
Thousands of words condensed into one sentence:
He finally crossed the barrier just to do this?
This is unreasonable!
Under the illogical actions of the opponent, of course all Amon's speculations became invalid.
Now, the contract he was forced to sign completely bound both parties. No matter how he wanted to operate before, he could only abide by the contract.
He even tricked other "selves".
What's shameless is that although the contract is valid for all Mongolians, the only one currently identified as the contract partner is Grimm Amon, so the other Mongolians must abide by the treaty and not disclose the identity of the cooperative partner, and they cannot know who the cooperative partner is.
for example……
Feeling the contract, Amon's true form far away in the land abandoned by the gods: "?"
Other Mongols scattered around the world: "?"
"..."
The restraint also directly prevents Green's memories from being shared with other Mongols.
Therefore, the Amons looked left and right, but could not find the traitor who sold all Mongolia backhand.
But for Green, this is still good news...
At least he won't be the subject of a national referendum.
Unfortunately, he could not sympathize with their feelings at all. After admiring the expressionless monocle, Yager took the contract back on his own, dripping with blood.
Yager Drest's name appears under Amon.
"The contract has been signed and comes into effect." He curled his exposed left eye and took out the needle from the space in a good mood, "Considering that you agreed to the transaction before signing, our cooperation this time has been considered to be effective. I will leave everything to you, please complete the request as soon as possible."
Anyway, it was stated in the terms that no one could take advantage of the situation, so he wasn't worried about the other party refusing to cooperate.
The outer wall of the syringe filled with red blood had a layer of stains left by the serum, which looked old and dangerous. It rolled slowly on the dining table and finally stopped in front of the young man with a monocle.
However, after a brief silence, Green suddenly looked at the needle with a thoughtful expression, and slowly said: "According to the contract, I should be able to ask for reasonable remuneration, right?"
"That's right." Yager replied, leaning back in his chair.
Did his rare conscience burst today?
no.
Mainly, Green looked suspicious and seemed to be proficient in calculations. He was afraid that the loopholes that appeared would also be exploited by the other party, so he reluctantly made a fair contract.
It doesn't seem that fair either.
but……
With an ominous premonition, he watched the smile creep back onto Green's cheeks.
The monocle-wearing demon whispered: "Then I demand ten thousand pounds."
It was Yager's turn to be stunned.
The whole villa seemed to be silent for a second.
"How much?" After a long time, he asked again in disbelief.
??
Did he hear that right?!
"Ten thousand pounds."
"This is a very reasonable price. As a Sequence Three, my employment price at Backlund can definitely reach this figure. Especially when only I can solve the pollution problem."
"Moreover, we have just agreed to this transaction. You don't want to unilaterally go back on it, do you?"
"In that case, you will need to pay a penalty of one hundred thousand pounds."
Behind Green's fluent questioning, there was a strong sense of evil.
"No," Yager quickly grasped the loophole when it came to money, "The establishment of a contract needs to be established under reasonable circumstances..."
Before he finished speaking, the results of his own contract's approval conditions came out inexplicably.
!
You are my contract! I don’t recognize it, how can you recognize it?
Yager gritted his teeth fiercely.
Although it is maintained by his power, in order to ensure absolute binding power, the contract is regular from the beginning, so——
'Transaction established.'
This feedback was received by both parties.
Green's gloomy mood finally improved a little.
As a fool, even though he made a mistake due to lack of information, he would not be reduced to the point where he could not even tell that the opponent was short of money.
His depression didn't go away, it just spread to other people.
Yager asked with a gloomy face: "Do you accept other payment methods, such as extraordinary items?"
"In principle, it's not impossible." Green replied with an even brighter smile, "You can replace six thousand pounds of it through cooperation. I just want to go to the Church of the Night in a while."
"Of course, given that this is an alternative to money, I still essentially want ten thousand pounds, so it will not be completely equivalent to your value. Do you agree?"
This is the ultimate pull between scammers.
Yager silently clenched his fists.
He would not have fallen into such a passive situation originally, because the terms he set up at the beginning were not only relatively fair, but also biased towards himself. As long as the price was equal, he would not lose too much.
The difficulty is that now he has no money, and in order to deceive the other party, he has reached a "mutually agreed" terms in advance, and he also hopes that the other party can solve the problem of tentacle creatures.
He can't even turn against the other party.
Tsk.
He will definitely be beaten when this order is over.
"Instead of nine thousand pounds, the Church of the Night is not an easy target to deal with. I also need to take a certain risk." He gritted his teeth and bargained for the price.
"Seven thousand at most. The gold pound is also very important to me." Green opened his eyes and told lies.
As an Amon, the thing he lacks most is probably money.
But he is always short of fun.
Inside Mrs. Summer's luxuriously decorated house, two young men started a fierce competition for two thousand pounds.
…
Forty minutes later, Yager, who struggled hard for the price difference of two thousand pounds, finally reached the final price of two thousand five hundred pounds instead of seven thousand five hundred pounds.
He sent Green away without mercy.
Standing at the entrance, he could vaguely hear the roars of the children tutoring next to him. The day at No. 23 Shuiwen Road had already entered a long homework session in the evening.
The neatly dressed Green stood at the door and touched his slightly curly black hair.
"Ah, I forgot I wasn't wearing a hat." Green put down his hand and smiled inexplicably, "Goodbye then, Mr. Drester."
The evening breeze blew gently through the streets, cooling Yager's heart as much as it did.
"Go slowly without seeing me off." He closed the door without hesitation.
The wooden door painted dark brown clicked shut in front of Green Amon's eyes, showing the owner's bad mood.
However, facing the empty garden, Greene swept away the depression he had felt half an hour ago and felt joyful from the bottom of his heart.
Today, he lost, but he also won.
He got a ticket to the stars.
This chapter has been completed!