"Do we have an understanding? I want you to say it."
Ash's pale face was calm—a mask of no emotions—and he stared at Dustan patiently, waiting for the boy to admit complete defeat.
To surrender entirely.
"I-I understand…" He swallowed hard as he uttered those words.
Despite how enraged he was at Ashfelt for using him and jeopardizing the lives of innocent people, Dustan still valued his life above all else. He knew just how cruel this world could be—especially towards commoners.
He would be tortured immensely before getting killed in the most brutal manner.
There was also no guarantee that he would return to the normal world after death, so he couldn't take that chance.
As such, all he could do was behave according to Ash's commands.
The boy literally held his life in his hands.
"There's no need to look so nervous, Dustan." Ash heaved lightly and jumped to his feet. "This deal brings a lot of benefits to you as well."
