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"Thinking too much is bad for the heart, tiresome. Take one step at a time, speak one step at a time, that's best."
"If a human strong enough to become a deity doesn't mind joining Hell, I, as an undead skeletal dragon... seem to find no reason to refuse to sign a Death God Contract with you."
"You are my friend, and I believe... you won't let a friend down."
With a thought, Lance blocked Amelia and Venus' vision and hearing.
A black and red scroll flew out from between Lance's fingers and floated in front of the undead skeletal dragon.
"Sign your true name here, and from today on... you will be an intern reaper. I will have Hell Death God Solomon contact you and issue you a set of Reaper gear."
The undead skeletal dragon Garcia glanced at the scroll's contents and wrote his true name upon it.
He hoped that the human before him would live up to this trust.
"Done."
The undead skeletal dragon Garcia handed the scroll back to Lance.
