William wiped the saliva off his face with his big hand and pointed at a word on the paper. He said confidently, "I can still read a few words!"
Alan took a deep breath to calm himself down and suggested, "For the sake of Mei … For the sake of the Lord, which one of your men is literate? Let him read it for you …"
In fact, other than Armand? Malfoy was probably the only one who had the time to learn how to read.
"Wizard, I need the help of the man kneeling over there. Sir Malfoy is the only one who can read." William turned his head and looked at Armand Malfoy, who was the only one who could see and hear them. Malfoy asked for help, although the bastard Duke was very disdainful of William's current posture.
"It's my duty, Your Grace." Malfoy secretly glanced at Allen. Seeing that the latter was ignoring their actions and conversation, he calmed himself down and walked towards William.
Malfoy took the contract from William's hand. First, he glanced at the contents of the contract. Then, as if he was relieved, he slowly read the contents of the contract to William in a noble tone, as if he was reciting a poem.
Hearing Malfoy's words, William breathed a sigh of relief. If it was just a large piece of barren land that did not belong to him in exchange for his fleet and victory, such a condition was completely acceptable.
William could not help but nod, but then the greed in his heart made him come alive again. After realizing Allen's intention, the Duke of Normandy understood the thoughts of the wizard in front of him. As long as he did not go too far, he would not be killed. "No, you want to send me back to the place where I should have disembarked and some information that I can obtain after I disembark in exchange for such a large piece of land? You've given too little. You have to help me kill Harold on the battlefield, and I'll recognize the ownership of the land you want, as long as you help me kill Harold!"
"Your Grace, you …" Armand Malfoy began. Malfoy could not help but want to remonstrate with the Duke, but he was interrupted by a wave of his hand.
Malfoy felt like he was going crazy. His supporter, Duke Muggle of Normandy, was really audacious. Instead of immediately agreeing to the wizard's request, he actually dared to negotiate with him! Moreover, this male adept had just confirmed that Harold's side did not seem to be keeping any adepts. This mission could have been completed by William after Harold left, and he could have earned the credit for it.
"Oh? That's a little unfair, but I'm in a good mood today, so I'll promise you. If you can't kill your opponent on the battlefield, I'll help you. " Allen raised an eyebrow as he looked at the Duke who still dared to make such a request. He then casually took an arrow from the quiver of one of William's men and engraved an omniscient mark on it. "When the time comes, if your army is incompetent, I'll use this arrow to kill Harold."
Then, the contract in Malfoy's hand flew back to Allen's hand. He added this condition at the end with a quill and let it return to Malfoy's hand. "You can let your men confirm the new terms. Let me give you a word of advice. My patience is limited."
Malfoy nodded at Allen fawningly and quickly read out the new terms written in Latin on the contract. He could read the words, but the border and the mysterious stripes on the contract were just decorations in his eyes, so he did not notice that the stripes had changed from the first time he read it.
Finally, the contract and a quill flew to William who nodded in confirmation. The giant python loosened its coiled body and let William's hands free.
William clenched and unclenched his fists. Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. Finally, he reached out and grabbed the quill pen. He signed his full name on the contract with a mysterious pattern. This was the only way he could ensure that he would not make any mistakes. He had spent a lot of time practicing.
After signing, the contract automatically flew back to Allen. The young wizard looked at the signature on the contract and nodded in satisfaction. He then signed his full name and kept it in his Raven Waist Pouch.
The moment Allen signed the contract, the power of the contract made William understand all the hidden terms in the contract. His slightly doubtful face became abnormally frightened and ugly. He felt that he had been played. His eyes were burning with anger, and his lips were tightly pursed. He wanted to curse, but he had no choice but to swallow his words.
"You signed this after confirming it. I didn't force you." Allen explained indifferently. "Next time, you should understand that you shouldn't negotiate with an opponent you can't defeat."
William was not a wizard, and Allen did not want to make an unbreakable oath that would only last for one generation. He planned to use the Devil's Contract to let the power of Hell, which was strong in order, ensure that William and his successors had to abide by this rule. And as revenge for wasting his time and talking about conditions, Allen finally changed the patterns and decorations as a punishment, turning them into additional terms written in a special language.
As Hell, which valued laws and contracts, Allen could not force William to sign the Devil's Contract. Otherwise, he would not be recognized by the power of Hell. But the evil part of Hell, apart from the order, encouraged such tricks. When Allen obtained the collection from Blake's family, he knew that someone in Blake's family had also stepped into this trap and signed the contract to sell him to the bone.
"Then, goodbye, William." Allen bowed slightly to William and Armand. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he waved his hand and made seawater suddenly surge out, drenching the duke and his wizard. "Don't be shy. Remember to say that you swam here."
William and Malfoy, who were dripping with water, dared not say anything to the powerful and mysterious Allen. But the bastard duke waited until Allen finally stepped into the shadows and left. He glanced at Malfoy, who was also drenched. His eyes were full of complaints and complaints. He could not help but complain. "He's making fun of me! You didn't tell me the hidden terms? I have to compensate him with the title of Duke and have to recognize his independence! "
Armand, who felt embarrassed today? Malfoy was also very angry. How did he know that the special patterns and mysterious border decorations were the hidden terms of the contract? At the same time, he was also a little angry at the attitude of this Muggle, who had always been respectful to him. Even if he was about to become a king, he was still just a Muggle!
It was just that William still had other wizards under his command, and they had been divided into different factions. The Malfoy's family needed his support, so they could not directly use the Soulseizing Curse that would be quickly discovered by other wizards.
Therefore, although he was cursing in his heart that this Muggle did not know how to appreciate kindness and did not respect him as a wizard, he still swallowed his anger on the surface. For the big picture, for the future of the Malfoy's family, all of this was worth it, Armand told himself.
Even so, there was still some impatience in his voice. He advised in a low voice, "My Lord Duke, this is good enough. At least he is willing to lie to us and not directly use a curse to control us. Believe me, this is easy for an existence like him. I seriously advise you, my Lord Duke, that we should agree to his terms while he is still willing to negotiate with us …"
William shut his mouth. As a Duke Muggle who had many wizards under his command, he naturally knew about the existence of the Soulseizing Curse. In fact, the reason he had so many wizards under his command and instigated discord between them was to prevent himself from being controlled by a greedy wizard.
A few minutes later, the giant serpent coiled around William's body quickly returned to its original form and fell to the deck with a clank. The guards around William looked over and worriedly looked at their leader. Then, they found that Sir Malfoy, who had been acting mysteriously beside their lord, was standing on the deck. Both of them looked as though they had been hit by waves.
"What are you looking at? I swam here! " Malfoy was a little annoyed by the stares of the Muggle guards, but without a wand, he could not even clean himself up.
"What are you looking at? I pulled him up! " Duke William of Normandy did not care about the questions of his subordinates. He bent down to pick up his sword and sheathed it to hide his expression. When he stood up again, his fleet suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.
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