blueteamnovel Chapter 265: The Deal
Chapter 265: The Deal
Back in Trafalgar Forest, Leon had beaten Bran to a pulp. Afterward, the old man had been possessed by an unknown entity, something far more powerful, and something that clearly had a grudge against Leon. That had been his first clue.
Through his interactions with Gunta, Leon had learned of Bran’s insistence that Leon had robbed him of something valuable. Leon had taken many things from many people, but never had he offended a being as powerful as the one possessing Bran. Except for one case. And that case made it painfully clear—the worst possibility had come to pass.@@@@
Somehow, the Primogenitor of the Warlocks had found his way back to Finor from the void, and now, he wanted Leon dead for breaking his promise to help the Warlock race.
"I see," Leon nodded before taking a seat in front of Altor, his drake crouched in the corner, ready to strike at any moment.
"You’re a pain in the ass, kid. You know I was under no obligation to help you, right? Just a little favor you couldn’t keep," Altor complained. He had saved Leon’s soul from the void, giving him a second chance at life. And what had the kid done in return?
He broke his promise.
But it was a good thing Altor was a meticulous planner. The moment Leon severed his connection to the pagoda, a signal had been sent to Altor’s grimoire, activating his residual spirit and allowing it to find a host. That host, unfortunately, was this old, frail man—Leon’s "father."
The following months had been grueling as Altor walked through Eldoria, following Leon’s trail of destruction. Leon had sacrificed warlocks for his own gain, completely removed himself from their struggles, and had even benefited from their infighting.
This kid hadn’t just broken their agreement—what he did was worse. He had shown complete indifference to the plight of the Warlock race, all while being a Warlock himself. That was enough to drive anyone mad.
"Hypothetical," Leon sneered. "I never made any promises or agreements." The old fool just talked and threw him into this world. Now, Leon understood why. Altor had wanted to use him to sneak back into Finor world undetected by whoever had banished him in the first place.
"Miscreant!" Altor cursed. He knew his plans had been intrusive and downright despicable. But without them, Leon would still be frolicking around Finor, paying no mind to his mission.
They didn’t realize it, but both of them were cut from the same cloth. Both were despicable characters who had no qualms about using others for their own benefit.
"Still, if anyone has succeeded, they would be in here," Altor said. He had been absent from Finor for several millennia, so it was possible some of these old monsters had achieved their goals in his absence.
"I see." Leon reached out to inspect the scroll. However, as he did, Altor pulled it back abruptly.
"I want my property back," Altor said, locking eyes with Leon.
"Impossible. It’s already part of me," Leon responded without hesitation. Altor had been trying to retrieve the pagoda from him all this time. It was the treasure Leon had supposedly "cheated" him out of.
"I know that. I don’t need what’s impossible to take. Just hand over the future orb and the Curse of the Seven Deadly Sins," Altor explained. The pagoda itself had already been absorbed by Leon’s treasured mountain—there was no retrieving it. But other treasures and functions could still be extracted, and that was what Altor wanted.
"Oh? That’s not a problem. I wouldn’t use them anyway..." Leon agreed, he had stopped using most of the system’s functions ever since discovering Altor’s influence over it. He had no intention of being manipulated.
Especially that future-prediction function—it was far too vulnerable to Altor’s interference.
"However, the Curse of the Seven Deadly Sins is mine, and there will be no negotiation on that," Leon added firmly. Altor readily agreed. He knew that Leon’s wives were tied to the Curse, and asking for it would be the same as asking for Arian and Ember, something Leon would never agree to.
"Let me draw up a contract, then," Leon suggested, pulling out a piece of paper from his side pouch.
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As Leon made this motion, his eyes met Altor’s, who laughed.
He wasn’t foolish enough to let Leon draw up any kind of bogus contract.
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