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Rother extended his finger and flicked it, and blazing flames erupted in the void, while a piece of parchment slowly fell to the ground.

"Look, you can just sign it."

“…”

You really have it!

With no other option, Fujimaru Ritsuka could only accept the parchment with tears in her eyes.

The leather was ancient, faintly emanating an ominous black aura that coalesced into a wailing human face before dissipating, creating an unsettling atmosphere.

The touch of holding it felt like a living thing, and one could sense a rather powerful force of coercion; at the very least, even if a Servant signed a contract, they would probably have to abide by it.

Gudako fell silent.

Who would dare sign that? It's practically a contract to sell your soul!

You say you're not a devil? With this level of professionalism, you're definitely a seasoned devil, the kind of top-performing salesman from hell.

Then......

Gudako raised her hand and asked, "Is there a Japanese version? Or Chinese, or French, English, or Italian is also fine."

This script is so unfamiliar that I don't recognize it at all. Could it be used by some primitive tribe?

They're just blatantly trying to scam her, without any pretense.

"Oh, then I'll change it for you."

Without batting an eye, Rosser snapped his fingers, and the black writing on the parchment turned into English.

Gudako was about to sign when she stopped a moment later: "Excuse me, what does the phrase 'transfer of soul, destiny, possibility, and all possessions' mean on the first line? It's such an obscure combination. Is it in English?"

"Hey, look at me, what a silly boy I am, I picked up the wrong contract."

Rosser tapped his palm with a look of sudden realization and stuck out his tongue cutely.

Gudako remained expressionless.

Why did she have to be born into such a terrible situation?

then.

The new contract is clear and fair in every clause; it's probably...

But Gudako didn't believe it at all.

"Mashu, do you have a magnifying glass?"

Then, sure enough, a few lines of text were found. It was just a small matter, that is, she would be a slave to the other party for a mere 50,000 years after her death, and incidentally, Mashu's ownership would be transferred.

"..."

Have some decency.

Followed by.

"Mashu, the potion."

"Mash, light a fire and roast it."

"Mash, get me a bottle of water."

“Mash…”

.....

There are over a hundred textual or physical traps, and it took a group of people a lot of brainpower to find them all.

to the end.

Even Joan of Arc, such an honest girl, looked at Rother, hesitant to speak, yet still wanting to.

This Mr. Rother is probably a good person... well, a benevolent god, perhaps?

Martha...

Yes, it's still spamming the "detect evil" detection list.

soon.

After signing her name, Gudako felt as if her very existence had been marked by something. The parchment spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into ashes, which were then swept away by an invisible wind and suddenly disappeared.

Fujimaru Ritsuka vaguely felt that she had been tricked, as if she had sold her soul to the devil.

But it's too late now...

"Let's get an estimate!"

Gudako reluctantly took out her treasured possessions, such as magic gems, precious magical costumes, and treasured magical materials.

Subsequently.

Others also took out some magical items, which were much better than using lifespan, possibility, love, or soul as collateral.

"0.2 souls".

Rother weighed the fist-sized magic crystal in his hand.

"Why!"

Gudako's eyes widened: "You definitely cheated, didn't you? This is my treasured magic crystal for emergency card draws."

Such high-quality magical crystals are rare even in Chaldea, and she obtained them through... legitimate means.

Rosser said arrogantly, "Take it or leave it."

Gudako could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.

This magical crystal is enough to power a Servant in four or five battles, which is equivalent to more than three Command Seals. How could it only be worth 0.2 souls?

There must still be contractual traps we haven't uncovered, how infuriating.

"Click..."

Rosser tossed the magic gem directly into his mouth, crunching it like he was chewing candy, and curled his lip.

"Tsk, so-so, the quality is at most medium."

It's estimated that only in the Age of Gods would there be anything that he would be interested in.

Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment.

This guy is definitely not human; his high-quality magic gems are almost as hard as divine steel.

"0.8..."

Rother picked up a crown.

This belongs to Marian, and it was probably taken from the royal treasury.

They probably thought it was their own home, right?

"Eh--?"

Marian was incredulous.

This is a treasure of France, but it's not worth the soul of an ordinary person. Even noble capitalists aren't this greedy.

"15 souls".

Rother picked up another treasure and, without making a sound, stuffed it into his pocket—it was clearly the simple pendant Joan of Arc always wore.

Needless to say, given the size of this country girl, the pendant would definitely be subjected to severe abuse, squeezed by the mountain peaks day and night.

Joan of Arc was delighted: "It's good that I can help."

Gudako narrowed her eyes, realizing the key point, and raised her hand, shouting, "I still have treasure..."

Then, he pulled out something, held it up, and handed it over, shouting, "This is Mashu's panties."

Mashu stammered, her beautiful purple eyes widening: "Eh—? Sen...senpai, why are you there?!"

"No need to say more, five souls! I'll offer five souls."

Rosser immediately made an offer.

Gudako pointed at him angrily and shouted, "I knew it! You perverted god, why are panties priced at 5,000 yen? My magic crystals are worth at least 100,000 of these!"

Rother remained unfazed, instead gazing at Mash with deep affection, his voice magnetic: "Because she deserves it... I mean, she has a very high chance!"

Of course, he was referring to the future human-powered cannon.

"Ugh..."

Mashu's earlobes turned red as if she had a fever, and her affection for her surged.

When did this android go through this? And Rosser's strength, strength, and strength are all very high. Plus, his looks would make him a handsome man even among Servants now.

In short, compared to Jeanne Alter, her difficulty in conquering her is not much higher.

If you're strong enough, not impotent, and engage in some light flirting, and aren't completely bad (at least don't do it in front of people), feelings will develop over time, and it should be enough in a month or two.

To put it bluntly, it's like a vine that lacks a sense of security, similar to the core of Yukinoshita, who has a completely different temperament.

Uh, Luo isn't interested in underwear, but he's very interested in flirting with young girls to increase his favorability, and he's quite a character.

"That's just right."

Gudako chuckled instead, grabbed a handful of clothes of various colors, and quietly stuffed them into Rosser's pocket.

Mashu: Σ(っ°Д °;)っ!

Eggplant blushed, but then, as if realizing something, her face turned pale. She took several steps back and bowed deeply in apology: "Although... I'm sorry, senior! I can't accept your affection, and stealing someone's underwear is really too much."

She really has normal sexual desires and doesn't mean anything by using lesbian themes.

No wonder the senior liked to bully her; it turns out he wasn't being disrespectful, but rather liked her and wanted to get her attention.

"You're overthinking it, Mashu. This guy... he's just too lazy to wash himself, he's just making you wash him."

Rosser saw through it at a glance, his gaze disdainful. Then, he flicked his finger, and half of the sexy or cute underwear in the dimensional pocket was instantly burned to ashes.

He looked at Gudako with disdain: "I can forgive what you wore, otherwise you should have paid me back my soul and compensated me for my emotional distress."

Seriously, is this girl really that lazy?

Guys don't usually share underwear, right?

"Why!"

Gudako was not happy about this.

She swaggered around in front of Rosser, showing off her exquisite face and figure, and proudly said, "Look at this face, this butt, this chest, the world's number one beauty is nothing more than this, a beauty that even that vampire is jealous of."

Rother looked her up and down, then let out a sarcastic "Heh~~".

To be honest, her looks and figure are really good, but those shameless, darting eyes ruin everything.

Nothing more than making Rosser feel as if he saw another version of himself.

Well.......

Rosser frowned slightly.

It seems he really did play Fujimaru Ritsuka, and was even tricked into spending several months' worth of living expenses on in-game purchases!

Rosser immediately understood.

So that's how it is. No wonder he's so despicable. It's all Gudako's fault. She's the one who corrupted his pure heart!

Immediately, he felt even more justified in stuffing all the treasures into his pockets.

If you traded with any magician, you could probably get tens of thousands of souls in return.

Ok.

For Rother, it's worth only 180 souls, less than a hundred times the price difference. He's truly kind.

In addition, Mashu's clothes are worth 170 souls, and Jeanne d'Arc's personal items are worth 60 souls...

In the end, he still owes ninety souls.

"There are some survivors nearby. If you take this sword and kill them all, you can settle the bill..."

Rother tossed out a sword and gestured with his chin: "This sword automatically imprisons souls, and you can even buy treasures from other worlds with it."

He advised, "Anyway, the singularity will be corrected and refreshed, so it doesn't matter. Just treat it as an NPC."