Chapter 530 "Vulture"

On a hill in the northern suburb of Saint-Simion Township, there is a broken wall covered with wild vines.

Legend has it that there is a very special brick on the wall. As long as you pull it out of the wall at midnight, then light a whale brain oil candle in the gap, and put a small bag of nutmeg next to the candle, it won't take long to see a strange hand appear "behind the wall", take away the nutmeg, and hand out a "contract".

The words on the contract should not be any language known to human society, but the magic is that when you hold that piece of parchment in your hand, you will naturally understand the meaning of the words on the paper, even if you are illiterate, it doesn't matter.

The content of the contract can be said to be diverse.

Some of them are very simple and do not look like there is any danger. They are just a little confused, such as going to the canal to catch a specific species of fish, or going to a specific place in the city to pull a shit.

But some are extremely dangerous and even make people wonder if they are joking. For example, I once heard that someone had seen a contract, and the commission stated on it turned out to be "assassination of the French King".

What’s even more absurd is that these contracts do not seem to follow the principle of “risk and reward equality”.

For tasks like fishing and shit, sometimes a full bag of gold coins will be given as reward, but sometimes the reward is actually "a handkerchief covered with snot".

Similarly, those tasks that require murder or risk being killed are rewarded from "a bracelet full of jewelry" to "a basket of eggs".

It seems like there is a group of people...or maybe not people. They spend all day in the "world behind the wall" to post some tasks that are generated according to their logic and needs, and set some rewards for this, they think are reasonable or simply want to have fun.

Or, in the eyes of those people, the risks and values ​​of everything in this world are different from what we know...

Perhaps on a specific day, fishing is also very dangerous and can be fatal.

On the same day, if you assassinate the king, you can win by just holding a dagger and swaying it on the streets of Paris.

Of course, these are not something I can figure out. I also think about it casually when I am bored. If I think too much, I will only have a headache.

Let’s talk about the “contract”…

When you get the contract by that wall, you have to decide whether to accept it on the spot.

If you choose to accept it, you don’t need to sign or press your handprint and just take the contract away; when you complete the entrustment, the contract will disappear on its own, and then when you are in a safe environment, the "reward" will suddenly appear next to you in some form.

Of course, contracts have "time limits", usually ranging from days to months, and it is said that there are also years or even decades, but I have never seen the latter in person.

There is a reward for completing the contract, but there will naturally be a "price" if it cannot be completed, and that price... Let's put it this way, each type is unacceptable, and the lightest thing will also make you lose something like a finger.

And if you don't accept the contract, then after handing the contract back, the hand will not pay attention to you that night, nor will it the next day... In fact, you have to come again for seven days before you can see the new contract.

In addition, the same person can only accept one contract for the same period of time; when multiple people exist near the wall, the hand will not appear.

Someone once tried it, and found some accomplices to ambush around the broken wall, and then he went up alone to summon "that hand".

According to his plan, when his hand appeared, he grabbed it firmly, and then he called his accomplices to rush forward and tried to grab the other party from behind the "block". But in the end, it was not successful because the other party seemed to know that there were other people nearby, so he never showed up.

So, the man later tried to catch the hand alone...

Later, people learned from his accomplices that he had disappeared.

The truth of this story is actually impossible to distinguish. It may be that the group of people who told the story killed the missing guy for some purpose, and then made up this set of lies everywhere, so as to blame something that cannot be traced.

But anyway, I have never heard anyone try to offend those things "behind the wall" since then.

By the way, after saying so much, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Dan Monteyanu, an expert in "helping others complete the contract".

But the brothers on Dao'er like to call me "vulture" because they think I'm...you know... that kind of person.

The kind of person who stays in a safe position and waits until others are almost out of reach, then goes up and reaps profits and eats the other party completely.

But I must justify this, these are all misunderstandings from the world.

Although I did do something similar, I swear to God that I will do my best to help those guys before they take the initiative to reach a mortal ending.

In fact, most of the customers who have come to me survived in the end, and many of them are repeat customers... If as the rumors say, every customer I handled died in the end and was eaten up by me, then I wouldn't be able to do it long ago, right?

Many people have asked me, since I am so good at completing contracts, why don’t I just take it on my own?

Let me put it this way... At first, I also took the contract myself, and I did make a lot of money from it, and once I could "retire after one more vote."

Then that day, "that contract" came.

The content of the commission was as absurd as ever. It was to let me go to a basement in the city to catch flies early the next morning. As long as I could catch one before sunset, I would be successful regardless of whether I was alive or dead.

The rewards of this contract are incredibly generous, and the price is to lose most of the wealth I have accumulated so far.

Considering that this matter is not difficult and the cost does not endanger my life and health, although I hesitated, I finally accepted it.

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What is the ending of this matter... I think everyone can guess it.

So later, I no longer took the initiative to accept the contract, but instead changed my career to provide consultation, help, or deal with their affairs after I took the contract, and charged a relatively reasonable fee for it.

Some people are desperate to get through when they are unable to complete the contract, or want to pay back after getting the reward. Can I blame them for eating them completely?

Anyway, I think I'm doing a good job because some people want to imitate me, but they fail to do it for a long time, or they simply spend their lives.

Obviously, doing this industry not only requires a certain degree of force, but also intelligence is indispensable.

Besides, I don’t refuse anyone, and I will accept every commission.

However, I think the customer who came today can do this job. The content of the contract he received was to kill two clowns in the Gaohard Circus.

The contract time limit is ten days, the reward is a whole box of gold, silver and treasures, and the price line says "I was captured by Mr. Florescu and gave it to the vampire as snacks."

Coincidentally, I have seen the name "Mr. Florescu" on a contract. I have forgotten the content of the contract. I only remember that the reward is "I can ask Mr. Florescu to take you to the 'Scared Box' for a day"... Because this description is too meaningful, I didn't answer it at that time, but I still left some impressions.

Now it seems that perhaps Mr. Florescu is a broker walking "behind the wall" and our world?

What if he doesn't matter, it's not me who was arrested if he failed, but my client.

This guy said his name was Dumitru, and he didn't talk about his surname or something, and of course I didn't care.

After chatting with him for a while, I realized that he was a novice who had never taken the contract or had only met such a bullshit task; on the one hand, his face was full of greed for gold, silver and treasures, and on the other hand, he was a little afraid of this task that needed to "kill".

And his fear is not because he is afraid that his conscience is uneasy, but because his goal is not easy to kill and his mission will fail.

Yes, otherwise he wouldn't have come to me for help.

Then I talked further and I could strongly feel that this was a person who was likely to cause trouble when paying the reward. Sure enough, after I reported that I wanted to get 30% of it, he bargained with me in various ways, and was extremely resistant to the issue of dividing the money, but his butt was firmly sitting on the chair and had no intention of leaving.

Finally, I gave in to 20%, and then he agreed reluctantly. Before going out, he looked back at me with a strange look.

Alas, this is undoubtedly another guy who will backstab me after the contract is completed... Then he can't blame me for doing what the "vulture" should do.

But now, at least before he really attacks me, I still have to do my job well, so let’s start by investigating this “high hard circus”…
Chapter completed!