As expected, sincerity would be rewarded.
Leon and Xina went over the regulations of the soul contract one by one, and in the end, Xina accepted the signing of the soul contract without hesitation.
"Have you really decided? This might affect your future ceiling."
Xina said seriously, "I don't think Brother Leon will drag me down."
"Then do you want to ask Enishi again?"
Xina bristled, "Sister Ainihi has already rolled tired and fallen asleep on the big soft bed."
Seeing that Xina had said so, Leon was no longer mousy and immediately brought her back to his room.
The materials needed to sign a soul contract were all quite precious, the most important of which, was the Mandrake Grass, and as it happened, Leon had all of these on hand.
Once again, he thanked the generous Lord of Hell.
"Wandering peepers of the long river of destiny, merge my soul with the one in front of me, all things decay and fall to dust, but only the souls of the two of us remain undying. Live together, die together, thy will be my thoughts until death."
As Leon's incantation was chanted, Xina's body slightly trembled, and a pure white light flowed out from her body and merged into Leon's body. At the same time, a white light dispersed from Leon's body and merged into Xina's petite body.
Xina immediately fell unconscious, while Leon braced himself and carried her onto the bed, then lost consciousness as well.
...
Leon slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his head was groggy.
At this moment, he was naked, surrounded by a snowy white, but in front of Leon's eyes, there was a dense darkness floating.
"You, who are you? I don't sense the bloodline of the demon race from you."
A realization came out from that cloud of darkness.
What was this thing? Leon immediately sobered up a few points.
"Who are you to blaspheme the Demon King!" A powerful pressure came from that mass of darkness, deep, terrifying, and desperate, making it impossible for Leon to even move a finger.
"Gryphon, as the end of blaspheming the Demon King, crush your soul!" An even more terrifying pressure swept in from within that darkness.
Leon clenched his teeth and held on bitterly, but for some reason, a sense of weariness came over him.
Damn it, what was happening? Was he or she having a nightmare?
One wouldn't somehow die in a dream, right?
Suddenly, the God's Eye in Leon's hand sent out a force that dissipated that pressure.
"This is ... the power of the world! How is it possible, what on earth are you?" The cloud of darkness said incredulously.
Ah, so tired, no matter, sleep first.
With Leon's consciousness but becoming more and more blurred, his figure disappeared into this mysterious space.
...
Leon slowly opened his eyes and slowly got up.
"Hiss-"
The headache was splitting.
"Thump-"
Someone knocked on the door of the room from outside.
"Come in."
Leon said subconsciously.
"That ... Young Master Leon, you locked the door."
Oh, it was Shilur, the tavern owner's daughter, she was actually still working here.
Leon slowly got up from the bed and opened the door to her room.
Hilur walked in with a tray of refreshments in her hand wearing a standard maid's outfit, "I heard you were back, so I ..."
"Boom--"
The plate and tea fell on the floor, and Hiluel covered her mouth in shock.
What did she see? A little girl who looked like she was only in her teens was currently lying on Leon's bed.
Shyrule's gaze at Leon was one of incredulity.
"Ahem, Hilur, you've misunderstood ..."
Hilur squeezed out an ugly smile, "It's fine, young master, I won't say anything, people's fetishes are free, even if you like this kind, I won't dislike you."
No wonder, the young master had no interest in himself at all. For some reason, a trace of loss rose in Hiruel's heart.
"Hilur, wait, listen to me explain ...," Leon opened his mouth slightly.
The maid had already fallen away, and the scattered tea slowly flowed to Leon's feet at that moment.
"Ugh..."
Leon sighed deeply.
"What's wrong? Brother Leon?" Xena slowly opened her eyes, rubbing them sleepily.
"Nothing, I was misunderstood as a pervert."
"Brother Leon is good!" Xina said in a serious manner, but suddenly remembering what Lucy said, her voice became weaker and less confident, "How can ... it be ... a pervert."
As if perverts and good people didn't conflict. Xina muttered darkly.
Leon: ...
After signing the soul contract, Leon could clearly feel Xina's presence.
It was a very strange feeling, Leon could clearly feel the spatial orientation of where Xina was, and he could also slightly detect Xina's state at the moment.
It was like being able to see your teammate's position and blood bar when you were in a team.
At this moment, Xina had just woken up from a nap, she was full of energy and was in a very good state, and along with that, Leon's mood was also a little bit happier.
[Name] Leon. Gugaman
[Identity] Son of the Lord of Lech City, Demon Contractor, Demon King (Pseudo)
[Strength] Third-ranked warrior, second-ranked necromancer.
Panel] Magic 45 Spirit 46 Strength 70 Agility 62 Endurance 69 Necromancy 70
[Title] Blasphemer (Beware, you have blasphemed against a certain being.)
[Soul Contract] Xena. Earls.
[Skills] Death Aura Shock, Necrotic Summoning.
[Items to Hold] Calamity Staff, Dementor Bell, Fire Phoenix's Plume
...
Leon was on the verge of breaking through the third rank as a Necromancer, while as a Warrior, he was nowhere near breaking through to the fourth rank.
Third Order to Fourth Order was a pretty big threshold, and there would be a qualitative leap in strength.
It was nothing that one's own identity had become an extra one.
But the fact that one's nickname had become Blasphemer was not good news.
There were prestige and nickname systems in Final Light, and these didn't have much of an impact on strength, but in some quest plots, unforeseen changes could occur, affecting the direction of the final plot.
And Blasphemer, it wasn't a good nickname by any stretch of the imagination.
Leon secretly smacked his lips, however, the replacement of the title was completely random, so far no one had figured out the naming method of the nickname system, and even if they wanted to change it, they had no way to do so.
"Boom--"
The door to Leon's room was kicked open by a figure.
Leon didn't need to think about it to know who the visitor was.
"Brother! It's not good!"
Lucy rushed in, "Something big has happened!"
"Hmm?"
Seeing Lucy's anxious appearance, Leon was slightly stunned.
"The magical beasts in the Sierras Forest have rioted, forming a sizeable beast tide, and are now attacking towards our Lech City."
Upon hearing this, Leon's face immediately sank.
What's going on? There hadn't been a riot in the Xiyie Forest for more than ten years, and the last time there was a riot was due to the appearance of a mad fifth-ranked Flaming Lion, which was still crushed by his father, Joel, who organized the manpower to
crush it.
What was the reason this time?