Lawrend and Olgar held the blood contract in their hands and thought about the terms.
The two of them slit their wrists together and printed a thumbprint using it as the ink.
The blood contracts glowed bright red and turned to light that entered their palms.
"Done," Lawrend said.
"Yes. Thanks for having me. I expect a big compensation after this succeeds," Olgar said.
"I'll guarantee that you'll become a City Lord, at least," Lawrend replied.
Olgar nodded his head in satisfaction.
"Alright. You can stay here for now. We'll get someone else," Lawrend said.
Lawrend and Humility stood up together.
"Master, who's this other person?" Aleshia asked.
"He's… Really annoying. He set me up in a trap before," Lawrend replied with a wry smile on his face as he remembered what happened back then.
"Eh? Then why?" Aleshia asked in confusion.
