Shut up, brave man! I don't want to atone for my sins to you!

"?"

Ciel's eyes widened.

He knew that witches were immortal species that could live for nearly a thousand years, and he, a human hero, was still a human being after all, no matter how good he was at fighting.

Ordinary people can only live to seventy or eighty years old at most, but as a brave man, he will live longer, probably to over a hundred years old.

But compared with the witch's long life, what are these more than a hundred years?

So he couldn't help but raise his voice and asked:

"You want me to work for you forever?!"

Perhaps because his voice was too loud and his reaction was too intense, it gave people the feeling that a fight was about to break out, so the witch lowered her voice a lot:

"What...what are you doing? No way? You broke the magic circle that I built with great difficulty, and you don't even have the money to compensate me - that's fine, but now you want me to help you revive your lover!"

The more she spoke, the more aggrieved she felt. So she gradually raised her voice and became more arrogant again:

"It's only natural to pay back debts! Anyway, I'm the only one who can revive your lover. If you don't want to work for me for the rest of your life, then go find someone else!"

There must be an invisible seesaw between the two of them. When the voice and momentum on this side rises, the voice and momentum on the other side will fall accordingly.

After all, Charles was the one asking for help, and he was not in the right anyway. Although the witch's attitude was indeed too arrogant, making him want to give her a good beating, in the end he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

"Then," he also raised his concerns, "what if you want to use the contract to force me to do something bad?"

Unexpectedly, the witch tilted her head and gave him a cute expression that was both confused and innocent.

"Do I look like a bad person?" asked the witch.

The corners of Charles' mouth twitched, and he nodded and answered honestly:

"Like, very similar."

Anyway, good people probably wouldn't force anyone to sign a slave contract like this, he thought.

The witch seemed to have read his thoughts, so she picked up the contract and shook it in front of him, saying proudly:

"Being my dog ​​isn't necessarily a bad thing. I wonder how many people want to be my dog ​​but don't have the chance."

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Charles finally had to admit that perhaps the witch was right.

Even putting aside the temptation of "being able to become a witch's disciple", just looking at her appearance, the witch in front of me is indeed qualified to say such words.

She has waist-length silver hair that is as delicate and translucent as crystal, clean and beautiful blue eyes, and a small face the size of a palm that is delicate and cute. The corners of her eyes always droop lazily, but the corners of her lips always have a slightly upturned curve.

However, her health did not seem to be very good, so her skin was always sickly pale, like porcelain that would break at the slightest touch, but this did not affect her charm at all. On the contrary, it made her look strange, pitiful, and easy to bully.

Although she likes to be tough and provoke others, it seems that everyone can easily corner her, confine her to a chair, lift her chin with two fingers, admire her tearful look, and then make her make a cute, pleasant sound to beg for mercy.

Ciel knew he could do it.

Because the witch couldn't beat him.

He can ban spells and is the nemesis of all witches. Naturally, he can hang up the arrogant witch lady in front of him, threaten her, and force her to help resurrect her lover.

But he couldn't do it - because he was a brave man, he couldn't do such a despicable thing.

The power of a brave man is used to punish the wicked, but the witch in front of him... at least as far as he knows, he has never heard of the witch lady who lives in seclusion in the sea of ​​forests doing anything evil.

So he couldn't do anything to her.

Unless... unless the witch did something unforgivable to him, or to someone else.

Charles had a headache because he couldn't think of how to deal with the witch. He hesitated for a long time and finally made a decision.

"I can sign this master-servant contract with you," he stared into the witch's eyes and said very seriously, "but you can't use this master-servant contract to order me to do things I don't want to do."

Perhaps he felt that this statement was not enough, so he added:

“——This is my bottom line.”

The witch probably understood that this was the only thing Charles would not give in to, so she agreed to Charles's condition quite readily:

"it is good."

She agreed too quickly and decisively, and Charles, who had been persecuted so much, actually felt uneasy because of it.

He felt that the witch must have set a trap for him to fall into, but he had no evidence.

He had no choice but to believe in the witch, because only the witch could help him resurrect Rachel.

"If there is no other way," he thought, "for Rachel's sake, I should use a forbidden spell on the witch."

As long as he casts the forbidden spell, everything will be fine.

After all, the master-servant contract is still magic after all. Of course, it is very advanced magic, but as long as it is magic, it will definitely be affected by forbidden spells.

Charles is not stupid, and of course he will not completely entrust his personal freedom to a witch.

The witch was even more cunning, and the master-servant contract she wanted Charles to sign was not a good thing no matter how you looked at it.

But in the end, the brave man decided to sign this outright contract and temporarily reached a cooperative relationship with the cunning witch.

Then, the two people with ulterior motives raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other.

The woman smiled and the man was silent.

Seeing that the hero had decided to sign the contract, the witch seemed very proud. She crossed her legs, hooked her shoes with her toes, and swung her calves up and down like a bait on a fishhook.

Her legs were slender and straight, yet not without sensuality. She also wore black tights, which showed the delicate and smooth texture unique to silk fabrics, especially at the knees and soles of the feet. The tights were stretched to reveal just the right flesh color, like strawberries on a Black Forest cake, which was absolutely delicious.

But Charles' attention was not on the delicious food at all. On the contrary, after the intrigue with the witch came to an end, he felt a little relieved and suddenly remembered something he had missed before.

So the brave man raised his head and asked suspiciously:

"By the way, how did you know I can use the Light Magic?"

"!"

The witch's calves, which were originally swaying, suddenly froze.

But because the hero's attention was not on her legs at all, he didn't notice this at all.

On the surface, Lacille seemed calm and composed.

She even put on a perfectly appropriate and appropriate expression of confusion.

"What are you talking about?" she asked. "Didn't you use the light spell the last time you came to my place?"

The brave man's expression became more suspicious after hearing this:

"Last time? The last time I came to your place... should be three years ago? But at that time I hadn't learned the Light Magic yet..."

Only then did Lacie remember that the hero had indeed not yet learned the art of light three years ago - because she was the one who taught the hero the art of light after she sneaked into the hero's team!

As we all know, the hero is almost unable to use any other spells because he has practiced forbidden spells.

In order to leave an indelible mark on the hero, she racked her brains and finally found a loophole in the forbidden spell and taught the hero how to use the light magic.

To the brave warrior before, his world was dark and he could not sense any magic. However, Laciel lit a lamp for him. Although the lamp was weak and small, how could the brave warrior who had witnessed the light endure darkness again?

She originally thought that her move was at least a brilliant one, or even a divine one, because from then on, the lamp would accompany the brave man throughout his life until his death.

But now it seems that it is about to become a vulgar move, or even a bad move.

Lacille was practically sweating profusely.

But it doesn't matter, she still has a way!

She will play dumb:

"Oh? Really? Then I remembered it wrongly... Oh, there's nothing I can do. I'm old now and my memory is not good. I forget things easily."

She acted quite calmly and her expression was innocent, without any sign of abnormality.

"Although I have been living in seclusion in the Sea of ​​Forests for many years, I have heard about you. I have a friend..." Lacey paused and deliberately showed an unfathomable smile. "She told me a lot about you. I think she was the one who told me that you can use the Light Technique."

The witch even produced strong evidence:

"She also told me that because you occasionally use light magic, some people even call you the 'Hero of Light'."

The hero was speechless now.

Because what the witch said was right, although he rarely used the light magic, there were indeed some people who were helped by him who called him the "Hero of Light", which was an indisputable fact.

So he had no choice but to accept the witch's explanation with some doubt.

Seeing the brave man nod and stop asking questions, the witch finally let go of her worries.

"call--"

She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Luckily I managed to get away with it. I guess I need to be more careful next time."

After all, she didn't want the brave man who was discovered to be drunk like a puff.

[To be continued]

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6. It’s never too late to turn back

So the witch and the hero began to sign a contract.

The contract was drafted by Laciel long ago. Of course, Laciel was not a prophet and could not predict what would happen in the future, so this contract was not originally used to deal with the hero, but to hire a familiar.

It is as reasonable and normal for her as a witch to hire familiars as it is for a mechanic to carry a wrench.

But it's mainly because she's lazy.

She was too lazy to clean the house, do laundry or cook, and the price of hiring familiars was too affordable - with just a little bit of magic power, those cute little guys could solve most of her troubles in life.

However, the conditions that can satisfy the familiars seem to be unacceptable to the hero.

"After signing this master-servant contract, the servant needs to obey all the master's orders unconditionally and not resist? Even if the master asks the servant to commit suicide, the servant must die with a smile on his face?"

Charles held the contract in his hands and read out the two clauses in an incredible tone, then looked up at Laciel with an expression of disbelief.

Laceier felt somewhat guilty, so she lowered her voice:

"What...what?! Can't I do that? It's not like I'm really going to ask you to die, and it's not like it can't be modified..."

Most of the familiars that signed contracts with her were elemental creatures. For those cute little guys, there was no concept of death. They would even often perform a resurrection from the dead in front of Lacier in exchange for Lacier's rewards.

But after all, Charles was not one of those elemental creatures who was willing to work hard to please the eldest sister on the list, so he immediately pushed the contract in front of Lacier and said:

"Then change it to what we agreed on before."

Lacie had no choice but to take the contract and start to modify it.

But gradually, she became more and more angry.

"That's not right," she thought, "It's the hero who asks the buddy for help, not the buddy who asks the hero for help."

She is the boss!

How come now it's Charles who's ordering her to change this and that, and she can only obey Charles' orders and modify the contract?

No, she couldn't let the hero take advantage of her. She had to find a way to trick the hero again!

Thinking of this, she quietly modified the contents of the contract and added the following rule:

"When a servant greets his master, he must use honorifics."

After adding this rule, she felt that it was not enough, so she waved her wand and added another one:

"When a servant addresses his master, he must call him master."

After that, she even felt unsatisfied and wanted to do something exciting - for example, when the servant is alone with the master, he will unconsciously speak only the truth, and will gradually develop a liking for the master over time, and even develop love for the master. Once separated from the master, he will immediately become sober...

She thought this was very interesting.

But in the end she didn't add these rules.

Because after careful consideration, she found it quite strange.

Charles was deeply in love with the priest, but she was pretending to be the priest, which meant that, in a sense, Charles was deeply in love with her. If she added these rules to the contract, wouldn't she be overconfident?

She is a pure love warrior, not a tauren chieftain, so even if she is a tauren herself, forget it.

Besides, even if she wanted to show off, she was confident that she could conquer Ciel again with her own charm rather than just a contract.

If she could make Charles fall in love with her once, she could certainly make him fall in love with her a second time.