"Soul? That's a really expensive price. "
The dark elf knew that Josiah had signed a contract with a powerful lich. She gave her soul to Josiah, which was equivalent to falling into the lich's control.
This was a contract that was far more unreasonable than the "slave contract." Basically, if she signed it, she could only be a pigeon raised by Josiah's family for the rest of her life.
"This is the most basic premise for me to believe in you, and I don't think this price is expensive. This Demon is not the only movie in this world."
In fact, what Josiah said was not very attractive to the dark elf. If she really wanted to go to the movies, she could just buy a ticket and find a theater to watch it.
Stealing the raw crystal containing "This Demon is Not Too Cold" was purely for convenience and to bring it back to the Demon Realm. What made the dark elf really hesitated was that if she didn't agree, she might not be able to step out of this screening room alive.
When she touched the door handle just now, she felt a cold breath on the door handle.
Outside the door, there were one or a few undead guarding. The dark elf did not master the magic to expel the undead. Plus, there were more than a dozen heavily armed human knights …
If Josiah was really serious, the possibility of her walking out of the Falosi Mansion alive was slim. She had no choice at all.
The dark elf weighed for a while and finally nodded slightly. The only reason for her to live in this world was to take revenge on the Court of Heresy and repay "Matilda" who once saved her.
"The right choice … Then, let's shake hands for our false friendship."
Josiah stretched out the hand with the Venerated Skeleton's imprint.
The dark elf hesitated for a moment. She wanted to put the other hand on the dagger hidden behind her.
However, she suddenly felt a cold gust of wind blow past the back of her neck, and she had no choice but to set aside her crafty thoughts as she held onto Josh's hand.
The cold Mana seeped into the Dark Elf's body through her palm. She could use her own Mana to defend against the Lich's Mana, but for the sake of her own life, she chose to relax her body and enjoy it.
This magic quickly invaded the core of her soul. When she let go of her hand, there was a wonderful feeling.
"What do I need to do for you?"
The dark elf moved her hands, and the imprint on her palm had disappeared.
In order to test whether the anti-magic territory on her body still existed, she changed her image in front of Josiah and returned to her original appearance.
Although the dark elf hated the church's Court of Heresy, the ability given by the Court of Heresy was the premise of her being a killer and intelligence officer.
"First thing, have you heard of the God of Order?"
Josiah could be regarded as the first missionary of the God of Order. Even the Frost Elf, who just joined Josiah 'Guild, chose to join the Church of Loyd to "surf."
"Loyd, the God of Order. The most important inscription systems in this world. This is also the inscription system that I am most familiar with.
The dark elf wrote a few inscriptions in mid-air. Under the effect of these inscriptions, a tablecloth beside her suddenly floated in mid-air.
Then, close to a hundred inscriptions of the Order system floated beside her. The number of inscriptions she had was comparable to the number of inscriptions in the Philosopher's Tower!
This dark elf was actually a super scholar!
However, the long lifespan of the elves meant that they had more time to learn than humans. Unfortunately, their long lifespan also meant that the elves' growth was slow.
The upper limit of their magic power meant that no matter how many inscriptions they knew, they could not rely on these inscriptions to cast spells that could decide the outcome of a war.
Josiah did not ask the dark elf lady how old she was. Asking a woman's age, especially a woman whose age could be calculated by more than three digits, was definitely an irrational and suicidal behavior.
"Since you are proficient in the Inscription of Order, then it's easy."
The little normal magic in Josiah's body overflowed from Josiah's palm, and a rotating cube appeared in Josiah's hand.
"This is … the magic of the Order system? Forgive me for offending you, sir, but I have mastered all the magic below the fifth level of this system. From the sixth level onwards, it is a tricky and impractical spell. "
The dark elves believed that the magic of the Order system was the best system for assassination. It was built on the most basic spell, "Magician's Hand," and the dark elves could use this most basic spell to expand it to countless uses.
The more complicated the magic, the more practical it was. So, like Hiri, she was a practical spellcaster.
"Strictly speaking, this thing is not magic."
Josiah threw the white cube to the dark elf. The dark elf stretched out her hand to catch the cube and kept spinning it in her hand.
"It's not … magic?"
The dark elf looked at Josiah doubtfully. She saw Josiah make a fist action, and the dark elf imitated Josiah's action and held the cube.
In an instant, the cube broke into a large number of inscriptions and surged into the dark elf's body. She widened her eyes, and a dark window appeared in front of her. Gradually, the inside of the window became pure white.
A line of "Windows XP" appeared in the center of the window.
She took a few steps back, trying to get rid of this strange window. But after a few short seconds, she instantly understood that this window appeared directly in front of her, and there was no way to get rid of it.
"This is … Illusion Spell?"
In the knowledge of the dark elves, there was only one magic that could change the scenery in the eyes of others. But Illusion Spell did not belong to the magic of the Order system. It belonged to an extremely rare inscription system.
"No, strictly speaking, this is a new world."
Josiah did not completely write the Windows XP system. There was still a certain difference between the Inscription of Order and the diode of a computer. The reason why this inscription system was named Windows XP was purely out of nostalgia.
"A new world?"
The dark elf seemed to be unable to understand what Josiah meant. After all, for people who lived in the early days of the magic industrial revolution in the 18th century, the concept of computers was still too advanced.
"I remember there should be an icon called 'Spellcaster Forum' on your desktop. Click on it with your finger."
Josiah made a clicking motion with his finger.
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