Having washed up, Louis returned to the room and looked at the contract magic array already arranged in the room, taking the slime out of the glass tank and walking into the array with it.
Non-curse-type mages or those with special summoning and contract sub-classes can’t summon or contract monsters above their level.
Level-up summoning and contracting, or multiple contracts, are typically the strengths of summoner-type professions.
If contracting were easy, these professions would have been eliminated long ago.
Therefore, for ordinary professionals, even adventurers in small border towns wouldn’t use their sole contract spot on a slime.
But Louis didn’t care.
His professional level is just LV1 now, if not contracting a slime, what to contract, at worst, terminate the contract later.
"It’s quite obedient."
Louis hugged the slime’s body, feeling like holding a soccer-ball-sized pudding.
Quite suitable for cooling off in summer.
And very obedient, not resisting when held in his arms.
He stepped into the contract magic array and placed the magic stone supplying energy in the center of the array.
As the array lit up, Louis felt the weak magic power in his body being drawn down into the array beneath him.
Suddenly, he sensed something wrong; as his magic power was injected, the original contract array lines began to distort.
He seemed to smell the scent of gunpowder in his nose, and the magic power entwined along the magic circuit also gradually ignited black flames around him and the slime.
When the black flames infused with magic into the slime’s body, a bizarre imprint emerged on it, quickly dissipating.
Louis frowned at the scene, somewhat surprised.
"Is this considered a success?"
He looked at the slime, and the silver-white slime’s outer membrane had large black flame patterns now, which somehow improved its appearance.
Louis could faintly sense its somewhat weak thought of "hungry" transmitted to him.
This aligned with Louis’s previous understanding of a contract’s successful signing.
Only... why did this contract feel a bit off?
[Location: Supreme Forest·Elder Council]
The Elf Great Elder suddenly opened his eyes, instinctively covering his right eye, where a centipede-like scar ran across half of his face.
His right eye was blue-white, clearly having lost its vision.
He held the already healed wound, letting out a cold and bleak laugh:
"Again you! Again you!! Relentless souls!!!"
[Location: Headquarters of the Church of Glory and Justice]
The Pope quietly prostrated under the statue praying:
"Lord, I ask you to let me practice your words, experience your way. Walk with you on the path of truth, may the wisdom of glory and justice descend upon me, praise my Lord, under the witness of the stars, glorify the name of the Lord.
I am certain that by the Lord’s precious blood, all my sins have been washed away..."
Suddenly, he stopped praying: "The fragrance of great sin... is spreading again?"
In the depths of Fallen Star Sea, within the bay, a sleeping giant creature opened its eyes.
In the Dragon Realm...
In the bottomless abyss...
In the Imperial Palace of the Ense Empire.
A royal decree reached Beatrice, who was staying up late handling documents.
"What? Father has already awakened? I’ll be right over."
At this moment, our protagonist Louis is staring at the blood-red glowing stained diary, lost in thought.
Earlier, after signing the contract, he had placed the slime in the cage in the room, sat at the desk, and looked up to find a diary on the shelf resembling the stained one.
Or rather, they were already the same book.
This is the true form of the diary in the current timeline.
Compared to the blood-stained diary, this diary had no records yet.
Recalling the original owner’s diary, he suddenly had the urge to write a diary.
Just like "If I had this stick back then, all the rapeseed blossoms within ten miles would have been headless" of the young Sword Saint; a man’s hobbies sometimes are just so simple.
When writing, he even specifically used Chinese to ensure the diary’s secrecy.
Someday, when he was about to fade, he’d announce to the world:
"Want my treasure? If you want it, you can have it all, go find it! I put all the treasure there (referring to the diary)!"
Perhaps there will be a new drama surrounding this diary at that time.
Hehe, then they will find that they can’t understand Chinese.
The Chinese in the diary is the proof of his existence in this world.
"Maybe after a few thousand years, when a fellow countryman arrives on this land, they will accidentally obtain a fragment of the diary and thus start a new story?"
Louis thought, his mouth curling into a smile.
Little did he expect, when he stopped writing, the diary on the bed began to emit an eerie red glow.
Louis was somewhat bewildered but still leaned forward to open the diary that had traveled with him.
The words in the diary began to gradually distort.
The words written by the original owner were gradually disappearing.
Meanwhile, the Chinese words written by Louis slowly emerged in the diary...
No, it wasn’t just the beginning.
The content originally written in Ense was also gradually being replaced by Chinese, and the narrative content was undergoing slight changes.
Especially the part involving Tino’s explosion, which changed dramatically.
It’s as if through this diary, he was seeing the future after the rewriting. Content originally comes from novelFɪre.net
Wait a minute, does that mean...
Louis’s eyes brightened as he quickly turned to the last few pages.
If the problem of Tino’s explosion can be dealt with in advance, his future must be one of lying back and enjoying a happy life!
"...At this time, the Imperial Capital is in a sea of laughter, to which I made an indelible contribution.
Because the revolutionary army has once again brought me to the guillotine."
Still in simplified Chinese.
Darn it, isn’t it just unchanged?
No, never mind, Louis, you still have time.
He could only comfort himself this way.
After taking a deep breath, Louis discovered something amiss.
On the blood-stained blank last page of the diary, he saw a strange entry.
"You flapped your wings and changed the outcome of Tino’s explosion; the historical anchor point has shifted, and the world line has converged..."
"You have devoured the remnants of the world line, soul integration commenced, current progress +70%"
"Due to the influence of integration progress, you have consumed the host’s succubus lineage and unlocked special skills: Energy Drain (racial skill) and spell-like list"
[Energy Drain]: When you lure a victim into excitement or directly kiss the victim, you can drain energy from them.
Your kiss carries the effect of "Suggestion Spell," and if the victim doesn’t pass the check, the energy drain effect will further enhance until the victim’s demise.
When you inject poison with your tail, it is also considered as applying the succubus kiss."
[Spell-Like List]: Venom synthesis (paralysis, hallucination, aphrodisiac), Grease Spell, Suggestion Spell, Charm Monster"
"You flapped your wings, rewrote the future of a large business association, and transformed its anchor into greedy minions; the world line has converged..."
"Soul integration progress increased, current progress: 100%"
"Deadly Sin·Greed detected your act of violent indulgence in a feast of greed"
"Description: As an apostle of the deadly sin, you greedily plundered the bloodline, life, soul, and existence of this body and used them as nourishment to reshape your body"
"The authority of the deadly sin spreads, and Greed will extend corresponding skills based on your own will"
"Skill generation in progress..."
[Greedy Thirst for Knowledge (passive)]: You have an insatiable greed for unacquired knowledge, and during the quest for knowledge, your learning ability is greatly enhanced, and you remember everything at a glance.
When Louis’s finger brushed across the text on the paper, lines of words flew out from the paper and flowed into his body.
With a thought, a dark light appeared on the little tail that swung with a snap, and a force spread along the tail to his spine.
The little tail behind him swayed briefly.
Louis groaned softly, feeling as though molten lava was coursing through his body, molding everything into another existence perfectly fitting his soul.
This pain caused his body to tremble uncontrollably.
But... he didn’t dis feeling too much.
Because he felt his soul cheering, celebrating the return of his own body.
That indescribable joy made his tail waggle happily, suppressing the pain.
Gradually, the pain faded, and he felt warmth filling his body.
How to use the tail to launch attacks.
How to cast spells from the spell-like list.
The basic usage of Greedy Thirst for Knowledge.
Gradually, his face became tinged with an indescribable intoxication and frenzy.
Like a drunkard smelling sweet wine, like Gorante catching the scent of money.
Something vaguely binding him seemed to be released.
"Is this... a promotion in career level?"
"Damn, I’ve got a cheat!"