Wizard Earl

Chapter 299 Contractual Validity

Seeing that the little blood tiger finally nodded in agreement to form an equal partnership with Varga, Connor finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was very confident in his plan, anything was possible when subduing a high-level magical beast like the little blood tiger. If the little blood tiger really did stubbornly stick to its death, then Connor would be in a difficult position. Judging from Varga's affectionate attitude towards the little blood tiger, if he wanted to really use some methods against it, Varga would definitely stop him, and that would be really awkward!

Now that Little Blood Tiger has chosen the right path, his mission is complete and all is accomplished. Connor turned around, smiled, and shrugged at Varga, pretending to be relaxed and at ease, as if everything was under control. Varga, of course, did not hold back her praise for Connor, throwing herself into his arms and gently kissing his lips.

Establishing an equal partnership doesn't require any extra preparations, so Connor decided to get it done today rather than wait, to avoid any unforeseen complications or trouble caused by the little blood tiger changing his mind!

After a brief preparation, Varga began chanting a spell, and as the spell began, mysterious energy fluctuations began to appear in the basement of Connor's safe house.

As Varga chanted the spell, the ever-cautious Connor stood to the side, his eyes fixed on the little blood tiger. To demonstrate his sincerity in forming the contract, he had released the little blood tiger from its cage. Although the little blood tiger had just nodded in agreement to form an equal partnership with Varga, the contract wasn't finalized, and Connor wouldn't let his guard down. Who knew if this little creature, whom he had coerced and lured into agreeing to the contract, was truly desperate, or if it was feigning compliance, waiting for him to let his guard down so it could escape his clutches?

Although he was releasing the little creature from the iron cage, Connor was confident that with his strength, as long as the little blood tiger dared to play any tricks on him, he would make the little creature wish it were dead!

As Varga continued chanting, the energy fluctuations in the basement grew stronger and stronger. Connor had to activate the safe house's concealment array to its maximum to mask the energy fluctuations. The released little blood tiger kept its head down, looking very depressed. However, just as it was about to be the one to complete the contract-making ceremony, the little thing's blood-red eyes began to dart around. But as soon as a different thought arose in its mind, it was immediately met with Connor's cold, warning gaze.

Under Connor's undisguised and blatant threat, all the little blood tiger could do was accept its fate. In accordance with the contract of equal partnership created by Connor, it began to growl in accompaniment to Varga's chanting. The energy fluctuations in the basement gradually concentrated on Varga and the little blood tiger, one human and one beast.

"Buzz!"

With a buzzing sound, the energy fluctuations around Varga and the little blood tiger reached their limit. Mysterious energy enveloped the two of them. After a while, the energy that enveloped the two gradually dissipated, revealing their true forms. However, on the surface, Varga and the little blood tiger did not seem to have changed much from before. But Connor, as a mental wizard, still vaguely sensed the close connection between Varga and the little blood tiger.

Upon closer inspection, Connor immediately noticed that both the little blood tiger's front paw and Varga's fair wrist had an identical dark red crescent shape. Undoubtedly, this dark red crescent was a testament to the completion of the equal partnership contract between Varga and the little blood tiger!

Seeing this, Connor finally smiled with relief. After so much hardship, there was finally a good solution.

Now that Little Blood Tiger and Varga have formed an equal partnership, Little Blood Tiger is no longer a prisoner under his control. Although the effect of this equal partnership created by Connor's auxiliary chip is not quite as exaggerated as sharing life and death, it is absolutely forbidden to harm each other. Otherwise, one will suffer a very serious backlash. This backlash may not kill you immediately if you are prepared, but basically your cultivation career will be over. Let alone advance further, it will be very difficult to even maintain your current cultivation level.

Moreover, when one of them perishes and dies, due to the contract, the surviving party will suffer a backlash that is not as severe as the backlash from attacking each other, but it will not be small either. So with the contract in place, Little Blood Tiger can basically be said to be bound to Varga!

Now that they had turned enemies into friends, Connor didn't mind showing his goodwill. Under Varga's astonished gaze, he took out dozens of magic stones from his spatial ring and smiled as he presented them to the little blood tiger. However, to his amusement and exasperation, after glancing at him and catching the magic stones with his paw, the little blood tiger showed no respect when Connor tried to pet it to improve their relationship. Instead, it turned its head and hid behind Varga.

Seeing how vengeful this little thing was, Connor wasn't so petty as to stoop to its level. He shook his head bitterly and stood aside with a smile, watching the little blood tiger act like it was "kissing, hugging, and being lifted up high" next to Varga.

Varga had helped him so many times, but he hadn't been able to repay her properly. This time, he was able to help Varga subdue the little blood tiger, which eased Connor's sense of indebtedness towards Varga considerably. After watching Varga and the little blood tiger play for a while, Connor nervously threw himself back into his work. He carefully eliminated all the arrays in the safe house, then meticulously removed all traces within it. Finally, he took out several murky gray crystals from his spatial ring and carefully placed them in a hidden spot in the safe house.

Having finished all this, Connor finally let out a sigh of relief and smiled at Varga, saying, "It's time, we should go!"

"Hmm!" Upon hearing Connor's call, Varga responded and then chatted with the little blood tiger for a while before the little blood tiger reluctantly returned to the iron cage. Connor covered it again with that seemingly ordinary but actually black cloth that could block mental detection.

(End of this chapter)