While Alice was staring at Grimm expressionlessly, her thoughts running wild, a green-skinned goblin poked his head out from behind Grimm and looked at Alice with suspicion and vigilance.
"Okay, Kaby, this is the Alice I've been talking about. From today onwards, she's my personal maid. Your task is to teach her the necessary maid etiquette. I want to see her work as soon as possible. Okay, take her away! "
Like a bolt from the blue, it instantly made Alice dizzy, and she saw stars in front of her eyes. Did this bastard really want to make a Prospective Wizard with a rare spatial talent a maid?
Alice's face, which had been trying her best to stay calm, was now flushed. She glared fiercely at her self-righteous … master.
"What, do you have a problem with that, Alice?" The smile on Grimm's face became more and more strange, "Didn't you say clearly before the duel that I'm your master? Why can't you even do the job of a maid now? "
"You're … very … good …" Alice squeezed out a few words from between her teeth. She angrily wrapped herself in a blanket and got off the bed.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, Alice felt a great pain in her limbs and every corner of her body. This caused her to sway uncontrollably, and she almost stumbled and fell. However, Grimm did not move at all when facing a little loli with the face of an angel. He did not even have the slightest intention to help her up.
After all, Alice was a Prospective Wizard who walked the path of elemental magic. Her physique could not be compared to Grimm's, who had already turned his body into an elemental. Up until now, Alice's physique had not exceeded 10 points, which made her body's recovery even worse than those senior apprentices who specialized in physique.
She clenched her teeth and insisted on leaving Grimm's room. Kaby's room was just next door.
As soon as she entered Kaby's room, the expressions of pain, hatred, and humiliation disappeared from Alice's face. Instead, it was replaced by arrogance and dominance. Even the timid look from before had disappeared, as if the pain all over her body could not affect her at all.
"I need better healing potions and Water of Asu that can remove scars. Also, I'm hungry. Ask them to prepare mushroom trout rolls, golden roast goose, and Chevron tea. Remember, the trout must be Devil Trout from the Dark Abyss, and you can only choose the three tentacles at the lower jaw … Also, the honey on the surface of the Golden Roast Goose must be Snow Bee Honey from the East Coast, and … "
As the owner of the room, the gnome Kabi's mouth opened wider and wider. Towards the end, he was so angry that he jumped three feet high. He waved his fists and roared, "Delusional! You arrogant little human! This is the territory of the Gnome Master Kabi, and you're just a new servant. I came earlier than you, you must … "
Kaby's roar did not continue, because Alice had already torn open a small spatial rift and kicked it into it.
Half a quarter of an hour later, when Alice reopened the spatial crack and let Kabi out, the robe on his body had already become shredded like a beggar's, and the skin on his back was full of traces of fangs and claws wreaking havoc. On the other side of the spatial crack, the howls and howls of the pack of wolves could be heard.
Seeing that all the wounds on Kabi's back were on his back, Alice immediately judged his personality. She casually smoothed out the spatial crack and said coldly, "Now you know who's the boss in this room? If that pack of Sabertooth Wolves isn't enough to satisfy you, I can send you to the Wyvern's nest! "
Although the Sabertooth Wolves were only low-ranked magical beasts, and their attack power was not worth mentioning, to a gnome like Kabi who had no attack power and only had two or three disguise and escape skills, it was already a dreadful beast. If he was thrown to the Wyvern's nest, which had an astonishing sense of smell, it would be difficult for him to return in one piece!
The next second, Kabi knelt on the ground, hugging Alice's smooth calf as he howled, "Boss, boss, boss, you're the boss here … I'll listen to everything you say from now on …"
Alice kicked it in disgust and frowned. "Go away! Prepare clothes, food, and healing potions for me. When I'm having my meal later, I want you to tell me the story of you and that bastard … fellow! "
The backlash from the witchcraft contract in her soul caused Alice to pause for a moment. She had no choice but to change the way she addressed that bastard to a more neutral "fellow". Otherwise, even a prospective witch like her would not be able to avoid the piercing pain in the depths of her soul.
God knows, in order to better restrain that "fellow", she had purposely chosen a contract scroll with the best witchcraft effects from her great-grandmother's personal collection to use. Now … Now he had actually tied her up. How could this not make Alice speechless!
Only by understanding the enemy better would she be able to defeat them at the lowest cost!
Alice made up her mind. From now on, she would never look down on that hateful bastard … Ouch … fellow. She would patiently and meticulously understand everything about that fellow, and then … Hmph, don't even think of using a rubbish contract to restrain the great … Ouch ouch, it hurts, it really hurts!
As the loser of the wager, Alice's every word and action had to bear the restrictions and restraints of a powerful contract. Once a thought of disrespecting or harming her "master" surfaced in her mind, her soul would suffer varying degrees of backlash from the contract. If such a backlash occurred too often, it would cause irreparable damage to the origin of her soul.
At that time, her future path as a Witch would come to a premature end!
… …
The mental fluctuations on the other side of the contract were inevitably affecting Grimm.
It had only been less than 15 minutes since he parted with that little girl, but the strange fluctuations transmitted through the contract had already reached 17 times. However, most of them were curses and small fluctuations of disrespect, so Grimm simply handed over the execution of the contract to the A.I. Chip, and then blocked the direct spiritual connection between the contract and himself.
Based on that little girl's arrogance and stubbornness, she wouldn't stop until her head was broken and bleeding. Therefore, Grimm's instruction to the A.I. Chip was to give all the feedback. Any disrespect would be punished through the contract, and it would not be delayed or tolerated.
Just as he finished dealing with this troublesome little girl, a fragrant wind blew from behind, and a hot and soft body pressed against his back.
"Grimm, why don't you let me train that Alice! I'll definitely make her obedient, and I guarantee that it'll be more effective than that witchcraft contract. " Mary's seductive voice rang in his ears, mixed with a soft and nasal voice.
Oh, another one!
Grimm almost could not help but rub his head.
"Mary, I'm warning you, don't even think of turning Alice into your blood slave!" Grimm said solemnly, "Alice's identity is still a mystery, but she definitely has some relationship with the Northern Witches. Although the blood slave you created through The Embrace is extremely powerful, it's not without its flaws. As long as you, the source of the blood, are killed, your control over Alice's soul will naturally disappear. So, if this Alice really has a powerful background, you're applying for a death quota for yourself! "
"I understand, I understand! I'm not stupid enough to steal a woman from you. But … "Mary excitedly licked her red lips," It shouldn't be a problem if I suck a little of her blood, right? "
Grimm sighed softly.
"Can't you see? This Alice probably just advanced to a Quasi Wizard, and she couldn't wait to fight me. She hasn't even adjusted her body and spirit to the best condition yet. If you suck her blood now, she'll probably fall back to a senior acolyte in minutes. Don't mess around, we need to properly train her! Her abilities play an important role in my plan! "
"I can't suck this, I can't suck that, how can I improve my strength like this? No, I need to find a suitable acolyte mission. It's much more free outside than here! " Mary was born with a fiery temper, and she did as she said. She turned around and left Grimm's residence, heading straight for the mission hall.
Grimm sighed, took out a book on witchcraft, and opened it on the table to read silently.
… …
Swamp Tower, 5th floor.
In a dark and gloomy secret room, Anderson waved his hand to disperse the magic mirror in front of him, and his face showed a hesitant expression.
"A Magus level elemental puppet? How did this kid do it? As far as I can remember, there has never been a case of an acolyte being able to control a Magus level puppet or a wizard beast. If someone tried to do it by force, just the summoning alone would instantly drain their spiritual force, turning them into a brain-dead idiot. But this kid did it so easily! Maybe I should find a puppet master to check if there's anything special about his summoning cores? "
After thinking for a while, Anderson waved his hands in front of him, and the void was like a mirror, showing the scene in another secret room.
This was a magic room that was almost isolated from the outside world. The floor in the middle of the room was densely engraved with strange runes and secret spell formations. There were countless strange words and symbols that twisted like tadpoles, and many of them were mysterious knowledge that had never appeared in the outside world.
Even though the Wizard Formation was complicated and mysterious, all the runes, runes, and Wizard Rings were wrapped around it, and they all pointed to three core nodes. There were three things that looked like torture chairs erected there.
Judging from the overall layout, this should be a vicious spell formation that was a mixture of a Magus' advancement ceremony and life force absorption. The two torture chairs at the periphery were the energy sources that powered the entire spell formation. It seemed like they were prepared for Entich and Mary. As long as they were forcefully promoted to Magi through a special spell formation, the subsequent spell formation would squeeze out all of their life essence, which would then gather and pour into the wizard ring at the center of the spell formation.
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