Chapter 181 New Chapter (End)
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Whoa, Jacques seemed to hear a heavy gasp in his ear, and his breath and breath were so in tune with his heartbeat: "Is this the sound of my breathing? Is it a manifestation of my inability to resist the temptation of the devil?"
In heavy breathing, more than ten seconds passed, and Jacques said in a hoarse voice as if he was from another world: "I, what should I do?"
He felt that he had been divided into two parts, one was full of longing, completely overwhelmed by the tide of love, and the other part was watching and blaming himself but powerless to stop it.
"Mr. Jacques, you just need to sign a magic contract with me not to reveal my identity, to turn a blind eye to any anomalies discovered during the inspection, and not to try to betray us after the ship sailed and returned to Sturk......" Lucian still maintained an elegant smile and absolute vigilance, and knightly attendants with faith often went wrong at the critical moment when things were to be accomplished, "And I promise to provide you with a blood-stimulating potion when you can't rely on your own strength to become a knight in three years. Even if you can't find me at that time, the Magic Council will help carry it out, which can be signed by Mr. Tom on behalf of the council."
After saying that, Lucian added: "We can also add to the magic contract: as long as we do not endanger our lives, we will not harm you and your companions on this sailboat."
Jacques gasped heavily, raised his head, and looked into Lucian's eyes: "Okay, you won, Cherie is my biggest weakness."
As soon as the words were spoken, he felt that something in his heart was broken, but after making a decision, the contradictory and complex emotions of hesitation, embarrassment, hope and dare not accept completely disappeared, and the whole person was in a strange state of relaxation.
"Congratulations, Mr. Jacques, you have made the most correct choice, I think your future will definitely be bright." Lucian smiled as he took out the parchment he had prepared from his arms with his right hand, and handed it to Jacques to take, while he took out a quill and "magic ink" from his pocket and wrote quickly on it, writing in the format of a mysterious magic contract.
While writing, Lucian did not look at the parchment, but kept staring at Jacques, his left hand did not relax at all, and continued to hold it empty.
Jacques didn't care, looked down at the parchment in his hand, and said with a slightly bitter voice: "I have seen my future, it is a dark future. It is difficult for me, who has violated my faith and chivalry, to stimulate the power of my bloodline on my own, and it is difficult to improve with potions, let alone overcome the difficulties of a great knight. But as long as there is Cheli, even in the abyss, I will jump down without hesitation."
"Monsieur Jacques, you are such a good lover, I admire you from the bottom of my heart." Lucian said with a smile as he wrote, "And as far as I know, obeying chivalry is to find your own path, so as to gather your will, and then rely on your will to stimulate the power of the bloodline. What is your path? Is it to protect Miss Cherie and protect her love? Are you willing to abandon everything and accept the temptation of the devil for the sake of this path? If you can, then I think you can also rely on your own will to stimulate your blood."
Jacques looked at Lucian in surprise: "Mysterious magician, your views on activating the power of the bloodline are very different from my knight teacher, but there seems to be some truth." Tom was equally strange and surprised, but Lucian also had an unusual understanding of the path of knighthood.
"I know a few high-ranking knights......" Lucian replied vaguely, it is impossible to say that he summed it up from Natasha's occasional words, "And in today's continent, science, uh, magic research is advancing by leaps and bounds, even if you use potions to stimulate the power of the bloodline, it is not a dead end. Maybe in a few years, more than ten years, a magician will develop a better potion formula that can help you make up for the foundation and continue to advance?"
After saying that, Lucian waved his quill a few times and signed his name at the end of the contract.
At this point, Jacques certainly wanted to hear words that would strengthen his faith, so he smiled for the first time: "I have heard that the holy water of the church and the secret potion of noble families can make people up to second-class knights, such as the Grand Duke of Vaulite. In the future, there may really be hope for the breakthrough you mentioned, Mr. Magician. Uh, Lucian Evans, hehe, you actually have the same name as Cherie's favorite genius musician? But he is a warrior who never compromises on the darkness, and you ......"
When Jacques turned the parchment to read the terms carefully, he was surprised to find Lucian's signature, but he sighed and continued to look at the contract, not connecting the two people at all.
"Hehe." Lucian laughed dryly, the magic contract did not use his real name, it had no effect. At the same time, he turned his head slightly to look at Tom, wondering if he had guessed his identity? The surname Evans that he had always used before.
If Graneuf was here, thinking that Grace was helping someone deliver a note, thinking that the guy who sent someone to secretly find out was actually called Lucian Evans, thinking that Grace was a student of a genius musician, I am afraid that the guy in front of him was the famous musician, but I don't know if he mentioned to Tom that the note was sent by Grace.
Tom, who was blocking the door, still stared solemnly at Lucian's left hand and Jacques, ready to burst out with bloodline power at any time, and seemed to have seen too much of the same name, so he did not react.
Jacques looked at the contract several times to confirm that there was no problem, then took Lucian's quill and signed his name "Jacques Witch" in the lower right corner: "Mr. Evans, this is enough?"
Lucian nodded, asked Tom to sign his name, and then took the magic contract in his hand, and the spiritual power spread out to completely envelop it.
A slight fluctuation of magic emerged from the text on the parchment, turning into a pale blue flame and burning slowly.
Since he was not casting spells himself, Lucian could use his mental power to suppress the magic fluctuations and watch the parchment turn to ashes in the pale blue flames.
When it was completely burned, Lucian suddenly felt that there was something more invisible in his soul, and Jacques' expression became slightly dazed.
It's a sign of a magical contract!
"The contract is established, and if it is violated, it will be burned and destroyed by magic flames." Lucian smiled and stretched out his right hand to shake Jacques, as if celebrating the success of the cooperation, "Then we won't bother Mr. Jacques to check the magic circle."
Jacques glanced at Lucian deeply: "Mr. Evans, I have to say that you are a real devil, a devil who is good at seducing people. When I was trained as a knight, I always thought I could stand firm in the face of the devil and resist temptation, but now I ......."
Before he finished speaking, he crossed Lucian to check the hatch panel next to the window.
Lucian and Tom watched him seriously at the door.
"If the magic contract is really violated, there is a high possibility that it will be suppressed by divine magic, Evans, are you not afraid?" Tom asked quietly. He understood that the magic contract was not stable, for example, Lucian, as long as he was promoted to the middle level, he could rely on the strength of his soul to resist the soul flame damage caused by the magic contract.
Lucian replied in a faint voice: "The magic contract is just a formality, and when he decides to sign, I am very sure that he will not violate it. As long as the human heart 'falls', it will be difficult to face the 'light' again, and it will only sink deeper and deeper. Of course, there are definitely risks, but they are much less risky than taking the risk of casting magic, so in terms of probability, I can only choose the former."
"Good idea. I heard that there is a half-elf priest who believes in Lady Luck, and every time he makes a decision, he throws a coin and throws what." Tom nodded and smiled, "The magic potion will be issued by the council when the time comes, after all, you have protected so many apprentices."
Then, "accompanied" by Lucian and Tom, Jacques inspected the cabins one by one, turning a blind eye to the apprentices who were trying to hide in the small room.
When Jacques left, and after a full hour without anything happening, Lucian let out a long breath, it seemed that he would not take the risk of snitching.
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In Viscount Wright's cabin.
The expensive Colette Kingdom porcelain cup was heavily thrown onto the carpet and shattered into countless small pieces dullly.
"Waste, you are all waste, you actually let the fishmen steal so many Hailan stones, and almost let people find out about those guys." Viscount Light roared angrily.
In front of him, Graneuf and Tom stood upright, their heads bowed deeply.
Viscount Wright walked back and forth: "I want to know, why did the Kotao fishman know that we are transporting sprawl this time?! Granneuve, Tom, you must find out."
Even if it occupied one-tenth of the wealth of Sturk City, such a serious loss made Viscount Light's face distorted.
"Yes, Viscount." Granneuve and Tom didn't dare to look up and answer.
After Viscount Light vented, his expression became cold: "Find an opportunity to get rid of that knight attendant named Jacques, anyway, the contract only stipulates that you can't do it with the magician and Tom."
"Yes." Graneuf nodded vigorously.
"Wait, forget it, I don't want to make Cherie sad." Viscount Wright held his forehead and waved his hand tiredly, "Go find out about the Heilan Stone."
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In the following month, the weather became colder and colder, but since getting rid of the fish-man attack, the fleet no longer withstood the big storms and attacks, and successfully arrived at "Port Padre" in the Kingdom of Holm across the Stormy Strait.
On the penultimate floor, Lucian and the others, who returned to live after the cabin was repaired, were standing quietly next to the wooden box loaded with goods, feeling equally excited.
Even a magician like Lucian, who has a lot of experience and is calm and calm, it is difficult to restrain the excitement and joy in his heart at this time. As for the matter of "polluting the sea area", Lucian was not greedy at all, and with his current strength, he was afraid that he would be looking for death.
"Evans, lie down in the wooden box, don't be afraid when someone checks you, don't do it." Tom pointed to the dozen empty long wooden boxes.
Lucian nodded, as an example, he first stepped into the wooden box and curled up and lay down, and then watched a layer of wooden planks cover it, darkness descended, and it was tight and narrow.
The sound of goods falling on the wooden board was endless, and Lucian thought amusedly: "This seems to be a situation of being buried lying in a coffin."
Filled with goods, another layer of boards is then firmly nailed to the iron nails.
In the darkness, I don't know how long it took, when Lucian thought he would be in the bumps and ups forever, the iron nails were pulled out, the planks were lifted, and someone began to inspect the goods.
Lucian, who was on high alert but did not move according to Tom's instructions, quietly listened to the sound of the goods being pulled, and then Jacques' voice appeared: "No problem."
The planks were re-covered, and the bumpy feeling reappeared until the cargo box was placed on the cold, damp ground.
Another long time passed, the boards were opened, the goods were taken out, the compartment cleats were pulled out, and the sunlight shone into Lucian's eyes on guard.
Sitting up slowly, Lucian squinted at the man opposite.
This is a tall young man wearing a white shirt, a brown vest, and a double-breasted black long dress, wearing a tall black top hat, in the unusually bright sun, he said with a bright smile: "Welcome to Holm, companion on the magical path."
Lucian's mood suddenly relaxed, his depression completely disappeared, and he understood that a new chapter in his life had begun.
(End of Part 2)
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