Do you think I want you? If it weren’t for the owner’s request, who would be willing to find a useless master like you? If you don’t want me, I’ll...

Xi Ning was very angry, but she rolled her arms around John's neck and whispered softly: "No, I don't want to leave, I want to be with my master!"

Who is talking, is it her? Damn it, the body owner must have influenced her.

Oh my god, am I right? This is so embarrassing!

John was stunned for a moment, only to feel the wet and greasy seaweed coiling around his neck and rubbing against his face, making his face itchy...

John poured out all the fresh water in the water bag and filled it with sea water.

Xi Ning was soaking comfortably in the sea water. He may not have so much time to soak in the sea water in the future: "This sea water is enough for three days. Is the college far from here?"

John said helplessly: "It's very far."

Xi Ning suggested: "Sea salt is sold in the market. The price is not very expensive. It is also useful to soak it with water at a ratio of 1:5."

John closed the mouth of the water bag tightly: "That also costs money. I am just an ordinary person and my tuition is not enough."

Xining lay comfortably in the water, unfolding her green kelp-like body: "Then make good money. As a summoner, I can't even afford a bag of salt. Work hard, Master!"

John…

In order to keep Little Seagrass's body moist, John took off his magic academy jacket and uniform, soaked it in the sea water, and then wrapped Xining up: "You can't enter the magic space until you go back and sign the contract. This is the only way."

Magic space is innate to every summoner. If you have magic space, you can be a summoner. You can put the subdued summoned beasts into the space and summon them when needed. Of course, there are also people who don't have magic space, such as mercenaries.

After their summoned beasts signed a contract, they followed them outside.

"Good master!" Xining lay in the wet clothes, but she felt very relieved. She could finally get rid of Watermed and let John be her master.

As long as John becomes her master, he will not just watch her being eaten like grass.

The first step is to stay away from the scumbag master, we did it!

The next step is to sign the contract.

John hugged the wet clothes and sat in the back of the carriage with a group of poor students. The rich students sat in the carriage with a carriage in the front. They paid to rent it. Those who had no money could only take the carriage arranged by the college.

In the flat carriage, five people sit in a row on the left and five in a row on the right. Boys and girls sit separately.

Looking at the seaweed in the clothes in John's hand, one student couldn't help but laugh: "John, now you are doing great, you have collected two summoned beasts."

But the words were full of sarcasm, and another student chuckled: "A flower, a blade of grass, but they are all elves of the grass and tree system."

"Everyone else is poison ivy or piranha. What's the use of these little flowers and seaweed? Do you want to be a gardener instead?"

"Don't tell me, last time I saw him setting up a banquet and making money from flowers."

"So among us, he is the most promising and can make money."

Hearing this, Xi Ning was troubled, buried in wet clothes, and said angrily: "It's good to know, take out your summoned beasts to open my eyes, and make money for me to see. You are envious and jealous!"

"

"Tch, are we envious of him?"

Xining struggled to reveal his head and glared at this person: "Is it over yet? Do you want to be whipped?"

At present, none of them have summoned beasts, they only have to be beaten. Thinking that Watermed's face was swollen from being slapped just now, this guy didn't dare to speak anymore.

It was the first time John had someone stand up for him. It felt so good that he couldn't help but touch the top of Seaweed's head with his fingers.

Xining couldn't help but laugh because of the itch: "Oh, no, no, it's so itchy. Master, no, no, it's so annoying." After saying this, a tentacle wrapped around John's hand and pressed it hard.

On the top of the head.

John…

Others looked at me with strange eyes, this seaweed has really become a spirit, and it’s so cheap!

Xining completely ignored other people's gazes and enjoyed John touching the top of her head. It turned out that the only place where she felt was the top of her head. It was so comfortable to touch like this.

Looking at the seaweed in his clothes, it actually made a purring sound. John really thought he was touching a piece of seaweed possessed by a cat.

Back at the college, John went to get a contract.

Xining was wrapped in wet clothes: "Equal contract, thirty years!"

John's first reaction was: "Master-servant contract." This is what we are taught in daily life. To sign a contract, it must be a master-servant contract. It is really not equal anymore.

Xining's tentacles scratched the top of his head: "Equal contract, twenty-five years."

John…

After a while, John followed the instructions in the course and played hard to get. He deliberately pretended to be angry: "Then I won't sign."

It was the seaweed that found it on his own, and he didn't ask for the signature.

As soon as he finished speaking, John was stunned. The seaweed wrapped around his neck, rubbed his cheek with its wet and sticky head, and made a sweet and sticky voice like a lolita: "No, Master. Equal contract

Well, I signed it~"

John had never thought that a wood elf would be like this. When he cried out, he was confused. Why didn't these teachers teach him? It's not that all wood elves are stupid, just like his first summoned beast, the Little Flower Fairy.

Same.

I can't stand it anymore. Please help me. Who will take this grass away?

Anyway, John's mind was blank as to how it was signed. When he came to his senses, the contract had flown into the air and burned to ashes, proving that the contract had taken effect. Equality contract, thirty years!

Xining was very happy, but felt that the body owner was a little unhappy.

Pay no attention to it, don't even think about it, the master-servant contract, if the master dies, the summoned beast will die with him. This kind of loss-making business can't be done, and in the future, a good life will have to be created by her and delivered to her door.

It's already a loss if you go, and you can't sign a master-servant contract no matter what you say.

After signing the contract, John thought about it, this piece of seaweed is still of some use. It was really satisfying to slap Watermed in the face today.

So he said: "You are now my summoned beast. I want to give you a name. Call it Kelp, Haihai, Daidai?"

Take it, I'll keep you like a hammer.

Xining said leisurely: "I have a name. My name is Xining, and I am a wood elf with great potential!"

It has potential, but until it is eaten as grass, it is still not treated as such. It is just a green seaweed.

John nodded: "Xining? If it sounds nice, I'll call you Xining."

Isn’t that what I was called? Xining rolled his eyes and lay on the wet clothes soaked in seawater like a dead salted fish.
Chapter completed!