Golden Ram Herolf's vision darkened, and he nearly fainted.
Suppressing the urge to strangle Charles, he asked, "Did you lose the Magic Contract?"
Charles nodded honestly, his expression as sincere as can be for someone whose profession was "teacher."
Golden Ram Herolf cursed himself for not knowing the Blood Clan's Secret Technique, which would allow him to capture the vile and despicable Charles and subject him to the most brutal torture.
He battled his rage and said, "Do you think a Magic Contract is just some stone you can find on the roadside? Where am I supposed to find a second one?"
Charles gave an embarrassed smile and said, "Then I'll go back and look for it again!"
He made a show of leaving, but Golden Ram Herolf hastily called him back, panting as he said, "I remember now, I received another a long time ago!"
Charles's face lit up with surprise, and he exclaimed, "Give it to me quick!"
