“I don’t like to use words like ‘revenge,’ ‘grudges,’ and ‘hatred’ on my lips. Only cowards use literature to decorate their incompetence and use language to deconstruct their rage… But now I am a necromancer in a foreign land, with no past and no future. Corpses are not only my materials, but also my home.”

The necromancer said coldly, “I don’t care about long-term benefits. My mood is the only criterion for my actions.”

“It is obvious that from the fact that you eat moon candies every day, it is clear that you only want to live a short life.” Igura raised his eyebrows. “Do you want to retaliate against Annan?”

“Perhaps.” Harvey smacked his lips and bit his finger joints. “It mainly depends on my mood at that time. If I really don’t have any candies to eat, then a little resentment might ignite my cold and fiery heart… By the way, on the night I left the Broken Lake Prison, I swore that I would turn anyone who wants to be my superior into my cute subordinate.”

“I’m not saying all this to invite you to join my revenge plan a hundred days in advance. I just hope that you can at least stand by when the time comes. I don’t want to fight with you. You are not only troublesome, but… I really don’t want to.”

Asho blinked his eyes. “To be honest, I am unexpectedly touched. After all, when we first met, you discussed how to make my corpse spots look better…”

Speaking of this, Harvey was no longer sleepy. “If you are willing to let me prepare, I promise that no matter when you die, beautiful black roses will grow all over your body…”

“Don’t worry, necromancer.” Igura said coldly, “I won’t oppose you, but I won’t join your foolish revenge plan either. I don’t deny that I still hold grudges, but if Annan can make enough compensation in the days to come, I can also let go of this ‘small contradiction’.”

“After all, mood is the most unreliable thing. Even former enemies who gritted their teeth may become…” Igura paused for a moment, suddenly changing the topic. “Speaking of which, Harvey, aren’t you afraid that this room is bugged? Your revenge declaration may have been heard by Annan.”

“Ah, right, we’re done for.” Harvey slapped his head. “It seems like I really ate too many moon candies…”

“What about you?” Igura looked at Asho. “Do you want to retaliate against Annan?”

“Do you still instigate me to badmouth her behind her back when you know it might be bugged?” Asho teased, but he tilted his head and thought, “To be honest, I am more curious than vengeful.”

“Curious?”

“I’m curious about how she will use us.” Asho said, “Being a chess player certainly allows you to control your own destiny, but if you can only be a chess piece, can’t you also appreciate the elegance of the chess player up close?”

“But she sold you to the Four Pillar God Cult at first, and then forced you to sign a slave contract with conspiracy and trickery. Aren’t you resentful?”

“If it’s about resentment, I should have some, but when the butler bought me boxer briefs just now, my resentment dissipated a lot.” Asho sighed, “I am actually a weak-willed person who is easily swayed by small favors. To be honest with you, I am now worried that Annan will use seduction…”

Igura chuckled, “If Fenanche hears you say that you are an honest person, she might crawl out of the sixth layer of hell in anger.”

Harvey asked, “So, are you not planning to retaliate anymore?”

“If I really want to retaliate, it won’t be for the grudges of the first day.” Asho looked down at the neon night scene outside. “It will be for the disappointment accumulated in the next 101 days.”

“As for that contract, I don’t really care.”

Asho turned his head to look at them. “Do you think a mere contract can bind me?”

Upon hearing such arrogant and domineering words, Igura instinctively wanted to mock him, but looking at Asho’s face, which was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, he couldn’t say anything, as if he was intimidated.

Is it because of the persuasive power brought by the heresy leader’s past experience?

Is it because this escaped prisoner possesses an undeniable strength?

Or is it because… he has deeply realized that this man named Asho Heath is the most terrifying one among them.

The evil nature wrapped under that skin will become a wind that sweeps everything, blowing the windmill named disaster…

“I am a national-level taiko drum master, a professional slacker, a company toilet’s annual customer, a platinum salary thief. I can’t work, but I am the number one in shitting.” Asho said leisurely, “Relying solely on a contract to make me work is really underestimating me.”

“…” Igura lightly slapped himself.

“But Asho, besides the 101-day contract, you also have a lifelong contract with that little girl.” Harvey reminded, “Are you ready to be a father?”

Upon mentioning this, Asho’s face darkened – he was well aware by now that the reason the little girl Lis had approached him was because she had seen his soft heart, and so had boldly made those two outrageous promises.

If it were Annan or Igura, who had grown up on the blood of others, they would never have agreed to such an absurd tyrannical contract. It was only Asho, who was used to being oppressed by unscrupulous contracts from heartless corporations, who had been momentarily charmed by her cuteness and hadn’t reacted in time, resulting in him being completely trapped.

The reason Annan was willing to let Asho sign a contract with Lis was because she didn’t want to carry two more burdens. Although she could prevent Lis from making excessive demands, the fewer promises made in a contract, the better.

Igura looked at Harvey strangely, “Don’t you know what ‘Dad’ means?”

“I know,” Harvey shrugged, “But isn’t it fun to tease Asho with it?”

Seeing Asho’s depressed look, Igura coughed and casually said, “The contract system here is different from that of the Blood Moon, but Annan wouldn’t use any particularly grand contract ceremony, at most it would be a curse binding for a two-winged sorcerer. If I had some time to study, maybe I could—”

Knock, knock.

The young butler opened the door and politely said, “Miss invites you to discuss in the hall. If you want to rest for the night, you can postpone it until tomorrow.”

“I don’t know whether I’m going to sell my body or my soul next, I can’t sleep.” Igura said coldly, “Lead the way.”

He thought for a moment and decided not to make a light promise to Asho yet – the sixth rule of a fraudster, don’t reveal anything before success.

Unless it’s a client you want to deceive, don’t give hope lightly.

They followed the butler, but what Asho was thinking about was not his fate to come.

The reason he had so quickly accepted his new identity and was willing to accept Annan’s temporary leadership, besides the traditional adaptation skill of ‘since I’m here’, was because he had suddenly gained a strange profession –

「Profession: Eternal Wanderer/Social Loafer」

「Professional Traits: Normal luck check +5, critical moment luck check -50, more likely to trigger mysterious events, more likely to cause twists and turns, more likely to be watched by fate, more likely to trigger a major failure. The appetite of the Sorcery Spirit decreases, feeding requirement decreases by 50%.」