"The premise is that you send us to Lake Main." Lancelow nodded, "Can you do it?"

"Since you have collected your shipment, I have the obligation to send you to your destination. Of course, it will be more comfortable and faster to travel on this big ship, but I can't control it alone. Otherwise, we'll go back to that small boat, right? Under my control, no matter how broken the ship is, you can definitely believe me..." A treacherous red light flashed in the Demon's eyes, "Or, I can call some helpers..."

"But you need to pay extra for those helpers." Lancelo immediately saw through the other party's intentions, "Is this true?"

"Haha, this won't be very expensive." The Demon-Extradition Boatman made an ugly laugh, "I probably need five fellow tribes to help me fight the boat together. You only need to pay an extra... 10,000 gold coins are enough. And we can summon the fog of the Styx. Even if we encounter the devil's navy again, the other party will not be able to find the boat..."

"Mr. Warsius, let me make it clear." Lancelo looked at the other party with a firm look, "Tell me, how much is the ship itself worth?"

"About five thousand gold coins..."

"lie."

"But in the lower plane, everything will be a little more expensive, and I am willing to pay ten thousand gold coins..."

"Another lie."

"Considering the Nine Jail craftsmanship to build it, 20,000 gold coins may also be able to find a buyer..."

"It's still a lie. Mr. Warsi, cut all the rest of the nonsense." Lancelow shook his head. "You and I know very well that a warship itself is always more valuable than its crew. I am indeed a generous employer, but that's not the reason you can take advantage of me."

The human knight turned his back, looked at the bone warship beneath him, and continued in an indifferent tone:

"This boat is of no value to me, and blowing it up is not a big deal, especially now that the waterway cannot be taken and needs to be changed to land. Yes, I don't mind paying more for your boat-handling skills and understanding of the Styx, but don't treat me as a fool. If you want this boat, it's better to give a reasonable offer."

The extradition demon fell into silence, and Lancelo did not rush to speak. At this time, it depends on which of the two sides was more calm. After waiting for a while, seeing that the other party was still not moving, Lancelo decided to scare the other party in the end.

"Bruto!" he shouted to the dwarf who was bandaging himself below, "How much explosives did you bring for mining?"

"Wait a minute!" The Imperial finally gave up, "Okay, you won. Give me this boat, I'll send you to Lake Main, no extra fee..."

"Because we have paid for that." Lancelo shook his head unmoved, but his heart was filled with joy.

"I will never pay for a boat..." The strange red light flashed in the eyes of Ishin's demon, "How about this, when you need to use a boat, I must provide you with free service until you die. How about?"

"That sounds great." Lancelo looked at the other party with interest, "Do you think I will die in this plane in no time?"

"There are some of this reasons, but I also see how you fight, Mr. Jazz." Imitsumoto admitted it quite frankly, "I think that in the future you will either be killed in confrontation with a powerful existence, and my debt will disappear; or become a new giant, and your relationship with you will inevitably benefit me a lot. So no matter what the situation occurs, it is a sure profit for me."

"You're much smarter than you seem." Lancelo raised half of his eyebrows, "How do I make sure you'll fulfill this agreement?"

"Of course, it is a contract signed, in the name of Charon, the Lord of the Styx." The skull under the cloak showed a twisted smile. "In essence, all extraditions are Charon's agents. As long as it recognizes this agreement, the effectiveness of the agreement is equivalent to a Styx vow. If we breach the contract, the Lord of the Styx himself will bear the relevant consequences, so it will ensure that the contract is fulfilled without reservation."

"Sounds good." Lancelow nodded, "Give me some time to think about the following."

The Demon-Extradition Boatman quietly shut his mouth, while Lancelo walked aside, reached into the dimensional bag, and held the emblem of Shuangqiao Town.

‘Tijana,Tijana! Can you hear it?’

‘What happened to me?’

‘That’s it, we just seized a devil’s warship…’

'……What?'

‘I will tell you later in the specific process. Now I am negotiating with the Demon-Extradition Boatman to sell the warships. I need your help…’

‘Although the Yugross demons will abide by the contract, they are much more casual in interpreting terms than the Badz and must be very careful… This is a professional service, and there is a fee.’

'We are carrying out your mission.' Lancelo was speechless, 'How much do you want?'

‘Did you roll your eyes?!’

'I don't.'

‘You flipped it, I felt it in my heart! Why, is it too much to ask for a kiss as a reward?’

‘You said it earlier…How can one be enough? I will give you ten!’

‘Go to dream.’ A chuckle came from the spiritual connection, ‘Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. When signing a contract with the evil demon, the core idea is actually three: First, you cannot let the other party take advantage of loopholes to reach a contract; Second, you cannot let the other party take advantage of loopholes to make the contract invalid; Third, you cannot let the other party break the contract without bearing the consequences. In terms of your situation, this agreement for selling ship exchange services should be written like this…’

After a moment, Lancelo called all his partners over, and several people negotiated the final text of the contract, and the scholar copied it on a blank scroll.

When he finally wrote this in the Abyss, containing a lot of complex terms and exceptions, and the scroll more than nine feet long was taken to the Demon Immortal, his dull expression looked like a real skeleton.

"Hey!" Bruto shook his palm in front of the boatman's eyes, "What's wrong with you?"

"Stop." The demon spoke in a silent tone, "Mr. Charon is reviewing the text of the contract through my eyes."

"The contract itself is not complicated." Lancelo smiled and pointed a few times at the beginning of the scroll. "It's basically what you promised me just now. What's left are just some unimportant, preventive, and technical details, just to ensure that neither of us will destroy this contract that is beneficial to everyone for some small profits..."

The Immortal Exile looked at each clause on the scroll line by line in silence, and after a while, he raised his head and said helplessly to Lancelot:
Chapter completed!