Chapter 119.3
The crowd rested for a night in the woods . This ambush had resulted in many severe injuries, Alfred Carter’s Wolf Fang Warrior Group had lost half its manpower . One could easily predict that the visit to the capital would not yield great results at the tournament .
The Lantis warriors did not seem too upset about it though . Gu Luo even graciously sent some medicine over but Shaar needed to rest because of his injuries and did not speak much to him .
The next morning, Shaar called the magician-helper out . It was obvious that Tatara had not slept all night because his eyes were bloodshot .
“First, I need to set things straight . ” Shaar looked into Tatara’s eyes . “You must know more about the Life Spells than me, since you call yourself a magician… uh, fine, don’t look at me like that, you ARE a magician . Then you must know that the spell spends your own life force too . The methods that Fihar left behind were not complete, so if you cultivate this magic, you might… No, you WILL lose a portion of your lifespan . Are you willing for that to happen?
Tatara’s perverted face was determined, for he answered without hesitation, “Yes!”
“ . . . Why?” The magician’s courage was surprising . This guy was usually just a greedy coward .
Tatara suddenly puffed up his chest and his ugly, perverted face suddenly glowed . Clenching both fists, he declared, “Because I am a magician! I, Tatara, am a magician! A powerful, respectable magician! A magician is no coachman or blacksmith! A magician is a powerful and noble presence! A magician is a master who stands amongst the clouds! We do not roll in the mud like stray dogs!”
Shaar looked at him with a half-smile . “Eh? Looks like there’s a lot of resentment towards me accumulated in you . ”
Tatara retracted his neck immediately, forcing his features into a respectful smile, “No way! I would never! Master, even though I am a magician, I am still your lowly servant and squire…”
“Then… you’ll get as you wish!”
Shaar’s decision was music to his ears . Delighted, Tatara leapt and cheered, almost about to kiss the hillbilly out of joy .
Thankfully, the hillbilly kicked him away just in time . Although he was injured, he still had the strength to kick Tatara away .
In the morning, Shaar and Tatara separated from the rest and snuck into the deepest part of the forest . He gave a very clear explanation to Gu Luo and the rest: my helper requires a quiet place to cast his magic .
Gu Luo and the rest understood and naturally would not send their people to watch them . Secretly watching a magician was a dangerous thing to do . And since Shaar had given this command, Gu Luo would not cross him .
When they arrived at the deepest part of the woods, Shaar took out a sheet of lambskin paper .
The other object found on the dead magician was a magic scroll- a simple contract document .
Shaar tossed the agreement before Tatara and stroked his chin, grinning . “You recognise this, don’t you?”
Tatara gave one look and his face turned sour . He fell silent and smiled bitterly . “I know this is a magical contract . Once signed, it is stored in the soul and one cannot break it, or the magic would engulf the traitor and suck his powers…”
“It’s simple . ” Shaar did not hide his intentions . “You’re my squire, I know where your loyalty lies- but I am still just slightly wary . You want power, so you must pay some price, right? I am a fair person . I killed the magician, his belongings are my war spoils . You did not contribute at all . It is completely up to me to decide whether you get anything . I would not give you such a huge gift without expecting anything, right?”
Tatara sighed . “I understand . ”
“That’s why I’m giving you the chance to make a choice now . If you’re unwilling, I’ll keep the stuff . You will continue being my squire . In the future, when you have saved up enough money, you can buy your freedom and you don’t have to follow me around anymore . But if you do want this Life Spell, then I must ensure your loyalty to me . These are my war spoils, you must pay a price for them… this is fair . ”
“It is fair . ” Tatara calmed down and no longer hesitated . He immediately picked the magical scroll up, unrolled it and shook it gently . The magic within activated and the scroll self-combusted, a strange silver glow cast on Tatara and Shaar .
“I, Tatara, sign this magical contract that as long as I live, I will be a loyal servant to Mr Shaar and will never betray him . ”
After chanting this twice in Magic language and the common tongue, Shaar nodded and also declared loudly in Magic language, “Deal . ”
He had learned his word from Dora last night .
Very soon, the scroll stopped burning and the silver glow dissipated .