Chapter 902 – I Didn’t Even Have a Chance to Agree to the Terms and Conditions?

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When Ventuna came to her senses, she was lying quietly on her bed.

The ceiling is the same as usual, and the air surrounding it is also the same as usual.

However, if there is anything else, it would be her own condition.

＂Huh, my back… Hurts like it might break…!＂

It was her own karma to pay the price by shaking her body so frantically.

She was muttering like that, unable to even get her body up properly, and was thinking back to what happened before she lost her mind.

So obviously… After kidnapping Cleon and attacking him somehow…

I remember that she was in the process of negotiating whether she could receive magic power from Cleon on a regular basis because she had signed a ministry contract.

In the middle, her memories from after Cleon knocked her down are vague.

“Ugh… What happened? Are you saying I fainted after being attacked by Cleon?”

“What else could there be other than that possibility?”

She must have been muttering to herself, but when the answer came back, Ventuna was startled and raised her head slightly to look in that direction.

Then, there was a red-haired girl there, looking at us with a smile.

＂Ah, ah…＂

Laila Flame Watch.

Needless to say, it was the person I least wanted to meet in this situation.

Bentuna sighed and swallowed her breath while feeling cold sweat forming.

No, no, calm down, Ventuna. She has no sin on her own.

I definitely told Cleon about secretly signing a contract with Lila to serve her, but the problem was when it came true, and she found out.

There is no way she knows what she said when she was alone with Cleon.

Thinking so, Ventuna swallowed her dry saliva and made eye contact with her.

Then Lila showed her smiling face.

“Lila… Are you not angry?”

Ben Tuna wants to ask Laila why she smiles like that.

She has a good-looking smile… If she’s the Lila Ventuna knows, she’s got a refreshing smile that doesn’t do that.

The fact that she has that face… Maybe it means that Lila also grew up during her adventure and stopped getting angry about things like this?

“Ah. Does it look like that?”

Ah, wrong.

This is a state of complete madness.

It is said that when a person’s anger exceeds a certain limit, he or she becomes cold-hearted, and this is probably the case with Lila in front of her.

Look, her face is smiling, but her eyes aren’t, and you can see the tendons on her forehead.

Ventuna averted her gaze from her, feeling a cold sweat run down her spine.

Then, Lila spoke to Ventuna in a kind voice.

“Ah. Yes. While you were sleeping, I made a contract between you and Cleon.”

＂Heh?＂

Ventuna didn’t understand for a moment what she was talking about, but as she felt a strange sense of magical power in her abdomen, she hurriedly pulled up her blanket and lifted the white shirt that was covering her upper body. Raise

The green pattern engraved between the lightly split abs had changed to purple, symbolizing black magic.

And, on top of it, the imprint of Cleon’s rule was slightly mixed and deformed.

This is a reaction that would not occur if a ministry contract was signed.

Ventuna knows very well that magical power flows in from the contracted target and reacts as if it is being eroded by the target’s magical power, something that only happens when a ‘master-servant contract’ is concluded.

“La, Laila? What the hell is this…”

Bentuna felt herself getting a little dizzy and asked her a question even though she had some idea of ​​the reason.

Then, Lila answered her, still with a smile on her face.

“Well, should we call it a kind of sanction against the guy who tried to take what was mine as he wanted?”

＂！＂

＇Did you get caught as expected…!?＇

Ventuna doesn’t know, but Lila noticed that Cleon was missing along the way, and she deliberately let Ventuna take him.

According to Ventuna’s personality, she expected that she would covet Cleon along the way.

So, even if that were to happen and Cleon’s will was weakened, and he tried to make her contract with her, Lyla himself was trying to stop him along the way.

Well, in the end, it wasn’t necessary thanks to Cleon’s patience.

“B-But the master-servant contract… This means that Cleon can unilaterally give me various orders…! Even if you call it punishment, it’s an unfair contract!”

Ventuna raises his voice saying he did a good job.

But Lila also heard the story and shrugged her shoulders and sighed.

“Yes, I know. Cleon also said that. After going back…”

＂Ha, hahang. In that case, this contract is invalid…”

“No, but Cleon said that you need to reflect to some extent.”

＂Ugh…＂

Lila answers by trampling on Ventuna’s hopes.

Come to think of it, while I was talking about this, Cleon, the person who signed the contract, was nowhere to be seen.

“… So? “What about Cleon?”

“Ah. Sent back to Asteris. It was true that my physical and mental strength was depleted after being squeezed by you.”

Lila spoke casually as she walked closer to her.

Then, she rubs Ventuna’s lying stomach – her spirit’s pattern that overlaps with Cleon’s imprint.

As a tickling sensation ran over her stomach, Ventuna cringed as goosebumps appeared on her shoulders and back.

＂I didn’t decide on this matter. The cost of hiring you is too high, and you shouldn’t be allowed to show off too much.”

“As a company and merchant, I just asked for a fair price. You responded too.”

“All I agreed to was for you to spend the night with Cleon. Contracts derived from it were not permitted.”

＂After all, that was Cleon’s decision…＂

Ventuna responds as if she doesn’t want to give up on Laila’s words.

Looking at her like that, Lila let out a sigh.

“What. I understand that you covet Cleon, though.”

＂Eh…＂

Was it unexpectedly understood?

Thinking this, Ventuna thinks that maybe this is a trend that can be forgiven.

However, to her, Laila smiled and said,

“I don’t plan on giving it to you though.”

“Give back my expectations that I had temporarily relaxed.”

“I don’t like it. I was just looking forward to it. If you want to remove this engraving, I will need to help you with one more task in the future.”

Lila was talking as if she was the one holding the leash.

“Heh… Then I guess I’ll have to ask for compensation again…?”

However, as soon as Ventuna heard her request to help her with her work, his eyes changed to those of her merchant.

With a giant abacus moving in her head every time she snapped her fingers, she quickly tried to put this situation within her own control.

But-

＂Ventuna.＂

＂Huh?＂

“Sit-ups. Five times.”

Keying!

As Lila’s voice rang out, Cleon’s imprint on Ventuna’s stomach began to light up.

“Under!? Ugh!”

Bentuna’s reason for screaming was simple.

Simply put, it was incredibly painful. The waist.

That’s right.

My body is exhausted after working so intensely, and anyone would do that if they were forced to do sit-ups.

＂It hurts, it hurts!!!＂

“Your mouth moves just fine. If you have that much energy, it should be enough to give you the job.”

Layla still talks with a smile on her face, but as she says, Ventuna, after completing five sit-ups and flipping over, arches her back and pats her on the back, hears her breathing heavily.

“What are you doing!? No, more than that, why can you give orders!?

Bentuna felt that the only flow of her magical energy connected to her was Cleon.

And, although he knew very well that he had no choice but to follow orders when given by someone he had a master-slave contract with, he couldn’t help but feel doubtful that his body was being forced to listen to orders even though he had no contract or magical connection with Lila. Probably not.

Then, Laila spoke, still smiling.

“That’s right, even though I’m not connected to you, I’m connected to Cleon. Controlling magical power is a specialty. You can borrow Cleon’s command authority.”

Laila answered as if it was no big deal, and Ventuna finally felt fear toward Laila.

＂Rather, how far did we talk about it…? Ah. That’s right. Okay. A story about work and pay. The price… Do you still think it’s necessary? If I want, I can talk to Cleon and pamper you as much as I want.”

Ventuna looked down and saw that the ends of her hair were slightly on fire.

She was so angry that even Ventuna thought she was seeing this for the first time.

Even though the temperature in the room seemed to be rising, Ventuna felt the surrounding air was cold.

＂Couldn’t it is… She still thinks she’s a merchant with customers in front of her? ＂

＂Kk…＂

At Lila’s words, she was sobbing as if she couldn’t help it.

＂…＂

＂…＂

For a moment, silence flows between the two people.

Then, after a while, Lila sighed heavily.

“What. Even if I persistently harass you here, you will only hear me complain later that I was too much for Cleon. I also have no intention of tying you up to a contract and working you until you die. If you take on one suitably large task, I am willing to cancel my contract with Cleon.”

And so, the bait and rice cake of hope was waved before Ventuna’s eyes.

Ventuna was angry.

She knew better than anyone else that it was just an attempt to pamper herself for cheap – no, for free.

The spirit of business engraved within her as a merchant was crying.

Do I have to accept this unfair transaction?

‘No.’

That’s what Ventuna said to herself.

Yes, she did make Lila angry though.

However, that was ultimately up to Cleon to decide, not for Lila to intervene by her side.

In a 1:1 conversation, there is no need for other people’s intervention!

It would not be strange or anything to think that way.

So, Ventuna took a deep breath and tried to speak.

“I’m sorry, but I don’t work for free.”

Say. That is.

Before that, Lila opened her mouth first.

“If you say no, I have no choice but to make you do a full set of the kingdom’s morning exercises that you learned from Cleon-“

“I will gladly accept that.”

Tears flowed from both Ventuna’s eyes.

Sorry Pride.

There was nothing she could do about the sick side of her body…

Lila, who seemed a little satisfied with Ventuna’s answer, smiled again, nodded her head, and explained the task she was to be assigned.

This is an explanation of ‘making a golem out of adamantite’.

＂… So, we need to process the adamantite lump that is buried underground in Asteris… Is that what you mean?＂

When Ben Tuna lies down and listens to her explanation, Laila nods her head.

“Okay. After watching you build a golem, I thought you might be a good fit. Of course, you need to be extra careful when handling adamantite, so I’m planning to ask Uncle Flammé for help as well. Oh, of course, we plan to pay compensation normally.”

“Did you say that last sentence on purpose to make fun of me?”

Displeased with the difference in her treatment, Ventuna once again flicked her abacus on her head.

And, at the same time, what was spread out on the side was related to the magical knowledge within her.

The characteristics of adamantite that I heard from Lila, her wind magic, and the number of magic and gold coins that must be used.

If the master-servant contract is canceled for something like that, it is a relatively fair contract for you.

Just-

In order to reduce costs, there was an essential entity.

Is it okay to tell those words to Lila?

Even though Ventuna was a little worried, she soon had no choice but to talk to Lila.

Otherwise – she was in a situation where she would have to suffer a great loss.

“I can do it. But… One condition is required.”

“Condition? … Let’s take a look first.”

Lila listens to her, thinking if she talks nonsense again, this time she’ll do a handstand.

＂… Aqua.＂

＂… Hah?＂

＂We need a water spirit like Aqua.＂

＂…＂

At Ben Tuna’s words, Laila closed her mouth.

And then, she looked a little like she was thinking, and there was only silence in her room.