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

So Laciel did not add any strange rules to the contract, but quickly modified the content according to the results she and Charles had discussed before.

"Here," she handed the final version of the contract back to Ciel, "it's revised."

"So fast?" Ciel took the contract and said, "Let me see."

So the brave man began to carefully read the final version of the contract in his hand.

Lacie openly observed the hero's expression.

She was not afraid at all that Charles would find out about the private things she had added to the contract, because Charles knew nothing about magic. She even taught him the only magic he could use, the Light Magic.

So in order to deceive the hero, she deliberately replaced all the contents of the contract with obscure spells. Not to mention the magic-blind hero, even a high-level wizard would probably sweat profusely while trying to decipher it.

happy.

She stared at Charles, who was pretending to read the contract, and tried hard to hold back her laughter.

This is the fate of a magic blind person. Although he cannot understand a single word, he can only pretend to understand it so as not to weaken his momentum. However, the end of pretending to be strong is to swallow the bitter fruit that he has created.

I still suffered from the loss of culture.

Lacey thought as she smiled secretly in her heart.

And Charles obviously didn't know what she was thinking, let alone the content of this heavenly contract in front of him.

But he was not stupid after all. When he handed the contract to Lacier, the content on it was clearly written in the common language. Now that Lacier returned the contract, the common language on it had turned into scribbles.

Even if he used his butt to think, he could guess that there must be some trick hidden here.

So he simply put the contract back on the table without even looking at it, and then admitted to Lacier:

"I don't understand the spell on it..."

Upon hearing this, Lacie immediately tried to find an excuse, saying that in order to make the contract effective, special spells should be used instead of common language. Only in this way can the God of Contract be pleased and the conclusion of the contract be guaranteed.

As for why the brave man couldn't understand those spells, she could only tell him regretfully that if he was a rookie, he should practice more, and if he was not sure, he should not sign.

Anyway, the hero is blind to magic, and she is a witch, an authority in the field of magic. In this case, she can easily fool the hero.

But she didn't expect that the hero did not question the content of the contract, but said happily after a brief hesitation:

"…But I trust you. I'll sign."

"?"

Now it was Lacey's turn to feel uncomfortable.

She pursed her lips awkwardly, separated her legs that were originally crossed, put them together, and let them stay under the table again.

"Forget it," the witch said in a strange tone, "Why trust me when you can trust anyone else..."

She leaned back against the rattan chair, crossed her fingers in front of her belly, raised her eyebrows, and asked:

"Aren't you afraid that I might tamper with the contract?"

Ciel scratched his head when he heard this:

"I'm afraid... But I still owe you compensation from last time, and I need your help this time... These two things combined should be more important than my life."

He looked calm:

"So, I feel that as long as you, Miss Witch, don't order me to destroy the world or do something unforgivable, I am willing to sign this contract and become your servant."

"——Perhaps, only in this way can I repay your kindness to me."

Lacey narrowed her eyes.

Of course, she could tell that Charles' words were absolutely sincere, because Charles was such a simple and easy to understand person.

He has principles and bottom lines. He is not a selfless saint or a pushover, but he wants to do his best to help others. He has a clear distinction between love and hate. He will be good to whoever is good to him, and he will retaliate against whoever offends him.

In a sense, perhaps Charles is also a very ordinary person.

That's why he decided to trust her now and stop worrying about the contents of the contract.

Of course there is another possibility -

Is it an open conspiracy?

This guy seemed to be trying to influence her in this way. He should have noticed that something was wrong with the contract a long time ago, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he acted like he was at the mercy of others.

Just as the Buddha once fed his flesh to an eagle, now Charles sat in front of her, with a kind face and boundless love. Amitabha, he was willing to use himself as the price to persuade this female donor to turn back from the endless sea of ​​suffering.

But Lei Xier just wanted to sneer after hearing this.

Jie Jie.

She may be Sun Wukong, but Charles may not be Buddha.

After all, the trick that Charles is using now was also taught by her.

She had told Charles a long time ago that if he encountered an extremely difficult enemy who seemed to have some conscience left, he could try to use an open conspiracy - after all, Charles was a hero. Not only that, he was also the embodiment of virtue, a walking morality dealer, the purest and most admired hero of light in the entire Pan-Continent...

In this case, why not try to use such conditions to morally blackmail others?

As long as there is a little bit of conscience left in your heart, it will be difficult not to be morally kidnapped by him.

But it's a pity.

Lacee, she has no conscience.

On the contrary, like a farmer waiting for a rabbit to come to him, after she discovered that Charles was trying to blackmail her morally, she just wanted to thank nature for the gift.

Is there such a good thing?

But she held back, she didn't laugh - instead she pretended to be deeply touched and ashamed.

"Sorry!" The witch lady used her superb acting skills to quickly grab the contract that had not yet been signed by the hero. "I remember... I seem to have forgotten something just now."

The brave man seemed to know why she suddenly said that, and he showed a relieved expression like an old father.

But he had no idea that Lacie took the contract back not to delete the two private terms she had added, but to add back the rules she had thought of before but gave up.

She didn't lie this time.

——How could she lie? She has always been an honest and reliable little witch.

After modifying the contract, the honest and reliable witch handed the contract back to the hero.

"Okay, that's it," she said.

The brave man who was still kept in the dark certainly didn't know the evil intentions of the witch lady. He was even naively moved by the witch lady's repentance. So after the witch lady handed him the contract, he signed his name on it without even looking at it:

"Charles Green."

Then he handed the contract back to Miss Witch.

The witch thought to herself, okay, okay, you brought this upon yourself, so don’t blame me.

She also signed her name on the contract:

"Rachel Charlotte."

[To be continued]

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7. What should I do?

The moment she signed her name, Lacie came to her senses.

As the saying goes, when the legs are off the ground and the viruses are shut down, the smart IQ will take over the brain again - looking at her real name that she had not used for a long time, the witch lady was stunned for a moment, and then she calmly stroked the words with her fingertips.

And so "Rachel Charlotte" disappeared.

It was replaced by a brand new name.

Then she pushed the concluded contract across the table toward Ciel.

Charles didn't notice Rachel's little action.

He subconsciously took the contract, glanced at the signature at the bottom, and then read out the name that Lacier had replaced:

"...morning and dusk?"

"Hmm." Lacier answered calmly, "They all like to call me Dawn and Twilight - the Witch of Dawn and Twilight."

After saying that, she looked at Charles who was hesitant and asked:

"Why, haven't you ever heard of my name, the Witch of Twilight?"

When she asked this, Charles immediately answered involuntarily:

"No, I have never heard of the name of the Witch of Twilight. I just heard that..."

Having said this he suddenly shut his mouth and was unwilling to continue.

Rachel noticed Charles' reluctance and thought there must be something fishy going on. She used the contract they had just concluded to give the order:

"What did you hear? Say it!"

Charles had not wanted to say it, but he was suddenly shocked to find that his mouth was not obeying.

Without his permission, his mouth spoke his mind:

"Before I came here, I heard that there was a witch living in seclusion in the depths of the forest sea. Because this witch didn't like to show up in public and interact with outsiders, some people called her the home witch..."

"?"

Lacie slowly typed a question mark.

Although, as Ciel said, she really didn't like to show up in public and interact with outsiders, but how did she become a homebody witch? She was so... well, she was a bit of a homebody, but the title of homebody witch was not cool at all, okay? The title of the Witch of Dawn and Dusk was much cooler.

Not long after she came to Pan-Continent and became a witch, she gave herself the title of the Witch of Dawn and Dusk, and dreamed of becoming the protagonist of Long Aotian's novel. From then on, her fate was in her own hands, and she dominated Pan-Continent fiercely.

But later, she finally realized the fact that she was a useless person, so she gave up her grand plan of dominating the world, came to the Sea of ​​Forest, lived in seclusion, and lived a life of lying down and waiting to die.

It was also from then on that she never used her real name again. Only a few old acquaintances knew her as Lacier, and most people besides her called her the Witch of Dawn and Dusk.

It has probably been several decades now. To be honest, if she hadn't disguised her identity and infiltrated the brave team, she would probably have forgotten that her name was Rachel Charlotte.

And if she didn't say it out loud, who would know that the Twilight Witch Lacie and the priest Lacie of the Brave Team were actually the same person?

Thinking of this, Lacie turned to look at Charles proudly.

At this time, Charles no longer had the energy to pay attention to the relationship between this Rachel and that Rachel.

He finally discovered that after he and Rachel reached the contract, the relationship between them had undergone subtle changes.

He couldn't refuse Lacie's order.

Just like just now, his brain said no, I don’t want to, but his mouth bypassed the brain’s jurisdiction and said I want to.

So he turned to look at Laciel, wanting an explanation.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he discovered something bad.

"Demon..." He wanted to call Laciel Witch Miss as before, but his mouth betrayed him again, so he could only say the name Laciel had preset with a distorted expression, "Master... Master? What's going on?"

Ciel's shocked expression looked really good for show, especially when combined with his usual meticulous and serious demeanor.

Finally, Lacie couldn't help it and lay on the table, laughing so hard that her body shook.

After laughing for a while, she suddenly raised her head again, tried to tighten her little face, stared at Charles, and the corners of her mouth curled up wildly.

"Be good, shout again." she ordered.

Charles' face turned black, and Lacele could see that he was trying hard to keep his mouth shut, but in the end his resistance and struggle were in vain.

"...Master." He called out reluctantly, feeling as aggrieved as a hapless rabbit that had just been caught by a brown bear to clean his butt.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Lacey laughed wildly.

Finally, she laughed so hard that her stomach hurt, and she finally straightened up by holding on to the table.

The girl's originally slightly sickly porcelain-white skin flushed strangely due to her violent breathing, and her azure blue eyes became much softer, not so cunning nor so sharp and aggressive, but moist, with a very attractive rippling water color.

Clearly, her laughter just now was so cheerful that Charles mistook her for a good brother, but now the way she held her chin with her hand was incredibly affectionate, showing off the girl's charm and sensuality to the fullest.

Ciel suddenly didn't feel angry at all. He suddenly remembered the girl who had been with him.

They had quarreled like this before.