Demons could sign a contract. It was very simple. With a flip of their wrists, they could conjure up a contract. But demons still needed the power to fulfill the contract! Reynolds was in a dilemma. Jegret walked around the huge cat and stood beside Reynolds, looking at the poor kitten opposite him. "So pitiful, so dangerous … Are you going to save it?"
"Yes, that's obvious. The voice I heard guided me to save it. But I can't think of a safe way. "
The black kitten was trapped in a broken mud nest. The nest was half hanging and half squeezed, and it happened to be stuck on a protrusion of the rock. The rock was in the middle of a nearly vertical cliff, and there was a fatal distance between the top and bottom of the cliff. Although there was only a distance of four meters between the kitten and Reynolds, these four meters were fatal.
"The old cat's arm is not long enough to reach it, and it doesn't have the strength to do this." Reynolds pointed at the expanding bloodstain under the black cat. "It's going to die in a while. It's too weak. Even if it asks for help, I don't dare to agree. Only you and I can do this. "
Jegret poked his head out from the cliff on this side and looked at the rock below. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I have an idea. Tie me up with a rope. I can jump these few meters. After I get over, I'll hold the cat and jump back as far as possible. Then you can use the rope to pull me up. "
"Do you still have rope? My rope is in the big backpack. I gave it to Tron. "Reynolds waved his hand." Tilly, even with rope, this plan is too dangerous. Look at the rock on the other side. That cliff is different from the rocks on our side. It's too brittle. You can jump over it, but the impact will cause the rock to break, so you won't be able to stand. If you look carefully, you can see the damage caused to the mountain when the cat's nest flew over. "
Jegret looked carefully and found the impact marks that Reynolds mentioned. He nodded reluctantly. The ghost cat's nest was made of branches, mud, and grass. It wasn't sturdy and could shatter the cliff after being swept away by the griffin. The impact of her weight and speed was far greater than that of the mud nest, not to mention the sturdy armor. It was like a ram.
The wind erosion on the fragile cliff was several times more severe than on the side of the platform, which was a major obstacle to the rescue work. However, if he thought about it from a different perspective, if the rock wasn't so fragile, the mud nest would have smashed into the rock, and all the Ghost Cats would have fallen down and died. There wouldn't have been any rescue work.
Jegret looked around the mud pit and said, "I might be able to jump to …"
Reynolds interrupted her. "Do you think the rock is very brittle, so you want to jump to the side and insert your sword into it as a support? That way, you can form a platform that can stabilize yourself and then climb over to save the cat?" He shook his head. "If you do this, you might peel off the entire cliff, and then both you and the cat will be pressed down. Even if you tie a rope, you won't be able to save yourself. No, Dilly, I won't let you risk your life. "
"Then …" Jegret looked at the frightened cat and became more and more anxious. "This won't work, that won't work, you have to think of a way! By the way, can't you move objects with SUA, SUA? How about you float that cat over here? "
"I'm also thinking …" Reynolds squatted down, looking hesitant. "The distance of the spell is enough, and the weight is enough. That cat looks like it's all fur, so it won't be too heavy. But the problem is … "
"Can't you just say it out loud? What's the problem? "
"It can't move, that kitten must not move at all." Reynolds was almost gnashing his teeth as he spoke. "The conditions for using spells to move objects are very harsh. Once the object is locked, any change in its shape will make the lock ineffective. That is to say, I can make it fly towards us, but as soon as it stretches out its legs or opens its mouth to cry, the spell will be ineffective. It will fall out of the spell's range before I can use the spell to lock it again, and then it will die. "
"Can't move at all? What if the wind blows the fur? "
"Blinking is about the limit." Reynolds sighed. "There's definitely room for improvement in the spell transfer, but there's no time to improve it now. This method depends on the kitten's performance. The longer it can last, the closer it will be to us, and the greater the chance of success. This … this is the only method that doesn't require anyone to risk their lives, and at the same time has the highest success rate. "
"No, I'd better tie it up with a rope and jump over." As soon as Yegret finished speaking, she saw Reynolds stretch out his hand to the black cat and say, "SUA!"
Yegret's heart jumped to her throat. She wanted to cry out in surprise, but she suddenly realized that her cry might scare the cat and cause it to move, and then the spell would fail, fall off the cliff, and fall to its death. The female Paladin stifled her scream with amazing willpower, covering her mouth with both hands, and her whole body stiffened. However, she found that the kitten on the cliff didn't move, except for turning its head to look at Reynolds.
"You scared me to death …" Yegret only then realized that her voice was hoarse.
"Don't talk, I tried the spell, and it can lift the cat. Now I have to let it know that I want to save it, and it can't move. "
"You can talk to animals?" Yegret obviously didn't believe it. "Even beast tamers don't have this ability, right?"
"I can at least hear the cat's meow in my heart." Reynolds suddenly stopped moving, only his eyes slowly moved to the kitten's position, and then met the pair of black and bright eyes.
'Your mother asked me to save you, and I want to save you too, so you have to focus.' Reynolds said in his heart, just like how he signed a contract with the dying ghost cat through telepathy. 'Your life is connected to my spell, and an invisible force is connected between you and me. I will use the power of the spell to lift you up, and you have to obey me: when I carry you over from the cliff, don't do anything. '
"Fur?"
The ghost cat cub called, then stood up from its nest, came to the edge of danger, and looked at Reynolds. Yegret was so nervous that she was about to kneel. She kept imagining that the kitten would miss its step and fall, and even made a strange gurgling sound from its throat.
"Don't cause trouble," Reynolds said in a low voice. Yegret came back to her senses, hurriedly put her hand on the holy emblem on the chest of the armor, and silently recited the name of the goddess, praying for her courage and protection.
"Don't use divine spells, I'm worried about interference," Reynolds added. In fact, he was afraid that divine spells would attract the attention of the goddess, and if he was using spells, it might bring out some devil's breath, and that would be troublesome. After comforting Yegret, he continued to persuade the ghost cat cub. 'Do you understand? Your life is connected to my spell, obey my orders, don't move! When you're ready, meow twice. '
"Fur? Fur … "
The pronunciation was not accurate, but this should be the signal, right? Reynolds stared at the kitten, and at that moment, he felt a connection, a voice louder than the devil's contract came into his heart. The voice was not a language based on words, but more like a music that directly stimulated emotions. That emotion was trust.
"SUA!" Reynolds cast the spell without hesitation.
The ghost cat cub floated up, and then floated straight to Reynolds. The mountain wind blew, and the kitten swayed back and forth, like a cable car hanging on a rope. This kind of shaking would obviously affect the stability of the spell, but the kitten miraculously remained still, its eyes fixed on Reynolds, and its body did not move at all.
It curled its legs just like that, with its tail pressed under its belly, it gave all its trust to Reynolds. Yegret did not know when it stopped praying, nor did it know when its tears fell.
The kitten floated over, then fell, and fell into Reynolds's arms. It also understood that it was saved, and rolled its pure black body on Reynolds's chest, then closed its eyes, stuck out its bright red tongue, and licked his hand. At this time, the mother cat let out a cry, and the kitten immediately raised its head, trying its best to open its mouth, and responded, "Fur?"
'Save them.' The mother cat could no longer turn its body, and could not climb to the edge of the cliff, so it could not see the situation over there.
'Only this one. The others … the others were all swept down by the griffins. 'Reynolds took the kitten over and showed it to her. 'What else do you have in mind? Do I set it free, or do I raise it? Winter is coming, and setting it free is actually a dead end. Only by raising it can there be hope for survival. '
'Devil, you …' The mother cat wanted to say something, but stopped. She looked at Reynolds, looked at the kitten, then reached over with her long tail, rolled up the kitten from Reynolds's arms, and put it on her lap. 'I'll feed it one last time, and then you can take everything away.'
"Yegret, can you do me a favor?" Reynolds looked at the kitten that was lying on its mother's body and drinking milk, unaware of many things, and suddenly said to the female knight, "I want to raise this cat, but it needs a little time to drink milk. Can you go after Tron now? This way, I can squeeze out a little more time when I go after you later. "
"I'll mark you with my sword on the way, don't get lost. And … don't wait too long. " Yegret looked at the kitten, patted Reynolds on the shoulder, and then decisively began to chase after the looming figures of Tron and the others.
Milk was blood, filtered with love. The ghost cat cub was petite and couldn't drink much at all. Soon, it burped, its eyes blurred, and it wanted to sleep. The previous attack of the Gryphon, plus the fear of hanging on the edge of the cliff, had already made it very tired. However, before it fell asleep, the mother cat rolled it up with her tail, put it back into Reynolds's arms, and patted it reluctantly.
"Fur …" The kitten smacked its lips, squeezed its chest, and closed its eyes in relief.
'Pain, pain, pain, death is really too painful. I can't give it milk anymore, so … devil, end it all. 'The mother cat stretched her head forward, exposing her neck, and then closed her eyes.
Reynolds held the kitten with one hand, took the spear with the other, and then stabbed it in with force. The spear was a two-handed weapon, and it was not as good as the Soul Harvesting Dagger, and the latter was sharper and sharper. But Reynolds didn't want such a soul to become a part of hell, and returning to nature was a better choice.
But his hand still felt the heat of the soul being absorbed, and it was more intense than ever before. The contract still came into effect, and the ghost cat mother acknowledged the contract, and her soul became the Contract Demon's.
That was how the world worked. Reynolds looked at the kitten in his arms, and he could only accept all of this.
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