"Lead the way!" Devin ordered.

The power of the contract took effect, and Vivian could only reluctantly lead Devin to the dark forest.

Seeing her like this, Devin explained with a rare glance: "You also know that the blood of the flame dragon flows on me, and I am not afraid of the flame."

Vivian immediately retorted: "You don't understand his strength at all! Otherwise, how could the third-level mage be afraid of him! Can you deal with the third-level mage?"

This made sense, and Devin realized that his previous thoughts were indeed a bit arrogant.

However, if you are not strong enough, you can still be smart.

Devin chuckled and said, "Who said I want to fight him head-on? I just went to ask him for help."

"How to help? Let Pheles deal with the mage? Just dream!" Vivian scoffed at Devin's thoughts.

Devin was not in a hurry to explain. He solemnly instructed: "You can't tell anyone about my bloodline, even if you die, you have to keep it secret."

"I understand." Vivian replied weakly.

Now, her life is with the German-Wen Lianhe. When Devin dies, she has to do anything, but when she dies, Devin must have nothing to do.

This is the contract of slavery for the living.
Chapter completed!