'Habika?'
Victor was slightly taken aback, and memories of the game began to surface in his mind.
This was one of the many gods in the game's background.
It was a character that only appeared in the lore of the game, only mentioned in the storybooks of collection quests.
No one had ever seen its true form.
According to the records in the game's story, whenever Habika appeared, it would bring either natural disasters or man - made misfortunes.
There was once a record of the most serious incident. Habika's appearance once reduced the human population in the world by half!
This was a very evil and terrifying god.
"Of course, you can also call me by my current name, Vega."
The crow, who claimed to be Vega, gracefully placed its wings in front of its chest and bowed.
Victor couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking, so he didn't respond.
Seeing that Victor remained silent, Vega flapped its wings and adjusted its posture.
"Interesting. It seems you've heard of me."
Victor: "I don't know you."
He knew very well in his heart that being entangled by a god was not a good thing, which was a well - recognized fact among players.
Especially this kind of evil god that existed only in the background story, it seemed extremely dangerous.
But why would an evil god that had never appeared in the game plot come to find Victor in advance?
Vega opened its beak, and its hoarse voice, like that of a crow, spoke before him:
"You're not Victor. Your soul isn't dirty enough."
Its single eye stared at Victor, trying to detect a hint of "panic" on his face, but Victor's usual poker - face disappointed it.
"Gods can see through souls."
It said.
"But it doesn't matter. I came here specifically for you."
Vega shook its feathers, and a long, thin black feather fell onto the table, turning into a black piece of paper. White stripes twisted and formed a pile of words, like a devil's contract.
Victor looked at the content on the paper and felt a bit of a headache.
He had just arrived in this world and hadn't done anything yet, but now he had received two contracts in one day.
I'm a power - leveler! Not some poor worker!
He took the paper and said mockingly as he read:
"Aren't you a god? Have you fallen on hard times?"
He never thought that even a god would come out to find clients.
The contract stated that if he signed his name, he had to provide this crow with food, accommodation, and even help it build a church and develop believers for this evil god.
According to the contract, the more believers it had, the stronger its power would become.
And then, that was all.
Victor: "..."
Even a tyrannical contract wasn't this outrageous. Provide for your food and housing, and also find believers for you. In the end, you get all the benefits while I get nothing?
He looked at the crow speechlessly. It was gracefully pecking at its feathers, like a noble bird.
If one could ignore its one - eyed appearance.
"Most of my power has been sealed, so I can only seek the shelter of others. If you take this deal, you'll gain the friendship of a god."
"It's a good deal."
Vega cawed while continuing to peck at its feathers.
Victor was speechless. The friendship of a god? What good would that do?
The crow glanced at him with its one - eyed gaze, as if seeing through his thoughts, and said indifferently, "It can save your life."
"Deal!"
Victor signed his name on the contract with a flourish.
He wasn't too worried about being cheated because gods always kept their promises.
Even evil gods.
After signing the contract, he felt a very subtle connection form between them.
It seemed that with just a thought, he could find out where this crow was.
The crow flew onto Victor's shoulder and pecked at its feathers again.
Leah was right. Keeping a crow as a pet really didn't show good taste.
But he was new here, and the contract had already been signed. He might as well consider it a tasteless pet.
Anyway, he only needed to provide it with food and shelter.
As for the church, he could build one with money later.
He turned to look at the other contract beside him, which also required his signature.
This was a contract from the Advanced Magic Academy, sincerely inviting the protagonist to be a teacher at the academy and promising a professorship.
He then remembered that although Victor was a villain, he was also a magic prodigy.
When countless elderly mages were stuck at the second rank, Victor had already reached the third rank at the age of twenty.
Converting it to the game...
Victor silently thought in his heart, and a game panel appeared in front of him.
[Name: Victor Klevener]
LV: 39
hp: 1000/1000
mp: 4900/4900
A typical squishy mage.
This confirmed his guess. He had indeed transmigrated into the game.
A third - rank mage corresponded to levels 30 - 39 in the game, and so on.
In the background story, Victor hadn't made any progress in nine years, and his reputation as a prodigy had long been forgotten by the world.
Only after transmigrating into Victor did he know that he had been hiding his strength.
The experience bar for leveling up had been accumulated for who - knows - how long. He could have easily crossed the threshold of the third rank and leaped to the level of a fourth - rank human saint - mage.
But Victor had never done so. He had been planning a scheme all along.
Although his character wasn't good, his reputation as a prodigy was real.
This contract had to be signed.
Leaving aside the fact that this title was obtained by his sister and fiancée.
Having a professorship was equivalent to having the protection of the magic academy. The duke couldn't easily cause trouble for him.
At least, on the surface, he needed a legitimate excuse.
The excuse of a scumbag confessing to an underage daughter? That wouldn't hold up.
Everyone has a love for beauty. Is your daughter not going to get married for the rest of her life?
Victor picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract, then asked the servant to send it to the magic academy. He then stood up and walked towards the backyard of the mansion.
Vega finally stopped pecking at its feathers and asked him what he was going to do.
Victor didn't turn his head and told it:
"Tomorrow I'm going to be a teacher at the school, so I'm going to practice some magic to avoid getting rusty."
"Take me with you."
Vega stood on his shoulder, chattering non - stop.
In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the training ground. Several huge stone targets stood there.
Victor looked up at the towering giant stone statues, feeling a bit surprised.
In the game, there were also such magic boulders in the backyard of the player's home, used to increase skill proficiency.
Numbers representing damage would pop up on the boulders. Based on the different damage numbers, one could tell the skill proficiency and the player's own attribute training level.
Now seeing this in the backyard of Victor's mansion, he couldn't help but feel a bit emotional.
Vega saw him stunned for a moment and thought he was intimidated by the targets because he hadn't practiced for a long time.
Then it really started chattering like a crow.
"Magic, this kind of thing requires a lot of skills..."
It babbled on and on to Victor, such as how to cast spells more efficiently and how to increase their power.
The crow shook its neatly - pecked feathers: "If I still had my power, I'd definitely show you some powerful high - level magic."
Victor didn't say anything and let it continue to rant.
He glanced at the skill list in a blink of an eye, and the result satisfied him very much.
Victor's magic spells were already very familiar to him.
As the final boss of the second chapter of the game, [The Turmoil of the Kingdom], he was a level that all players had to go through.
As a power - leveler, he had memorized Victor's skills thoroughly.
As soon as the boss raised his hand, he knew what move it was going to make.
Vega was still chattering: "There are a lot of things to pay attention to in magic! Drawing the magic array, chanting speed..."
Before it could finish, Victor raised his hand, and with a bang, a black lightning bolt burst out.
[First - rank spell: Black Thunder Spear]
There was no change in Victor's expression, as if casting magic was as easy as eating, drinking, or going to the toilet in his eyes.
After that, various second - rank and third - rank skills, like fireworks, continuously left marks on the boulders.
It was like a fierce bombardment, and the entire backyard was astonishingly bright.
Vega, standing on Victor's shoulder, stopped talking.
Victor looked at his almost depleted mp and was not satisfied.
The boss's physique was really weak. After casting just a few skills, he ran out of mana.
If a player put on a bunch of equipment, their mana could easily reach tens of thousands. Why would they worry about conserving mana?
"You don't need to draw a magic array to cast spells?"
Victor ignored it.
Among players, the mage class was known as the spell machine - gun.
Because of the game's settings, players didn't need to operate the magic array.
They just needed to click a shortcut key, wait for the casting animation, and the skill would be released with a "whoosh".
And for a power - leveler like him who had played all kinds of classes, he was already familiar with the skills of any class.
Casting a spell? Wasn't that an easy thing to do?
Seeing that he could perfectly control the release of skills, Victor was about to leave.
Vega suddenly said, "Don't leave in a hurry. The way you cast spells interests me. Cast a few more for a while, okay?"
Victor didn't want to pay attention to it.
Did it think this was like setting off fireworks? Just do it whenever you want.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a dazzling blue light shine from Vega's one - eyed gaze, enveloping his body.
He felt as if a rope had been tied between his body and the crow.
Victor called up the panel and took a look.
MP: @#￥%...
He looked down at Vega.
I want to report! This guy is cheating!