“It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is why I am here.”
Eric frowned hearing such a response from the teen in front of him, and said in annoyance, “boy, I’ll forgive you for this insolence. For the first and the last time.”
Lucas bent forward, one arm resting on the desk in front of him, the other on his thigh, and said to him with the same indifference on his face, “or what? What are you gonna do, Mr. FlowerPlucker?”
Eric furrowed his brows and frowned hard. Such disrespect was intolerable, but he was incapable of handling it right now. His office was under constant surveillance, and CNC personnel were always on the lookout for him. It was because of the problems he caused the last time, which troubled not one, but two Supreme ranks.
This CNC was a direct victim of it, so they blacklisted Eric and put him under surveillance. Another thing was, it was the neutral continent, where conflicts with violence could only be solved in certain designated areas. Eric couldn’t even harm a single strand of Lucas’s hair.
Eric tried to calm himself down to be sane. A second later, he was back to normal, but then he frowned again as he recalled the last sentence Lucas said. He looked at him and said,
“Get out.”
Lucas heard it and, walking towards the door, said to Eric with indifference, “I can, but an important piece of news will be out too. The news of you plucking the Senzal and Kenzal Clans’ flowers.”
Eric’s eyes widened with shock as he heard this one line from Lucas. It didn’t even take him a second to think about it as he got up from his chair and rushed towards Lucas. He stopped him by grabbing his shoulder and said with a forced smile, “wait, wait, wait. Where are you going? You had some business with me, right? Come, sit. We’ll talk about it first.”
“This will be kept a secret. However, there’s nothing free in this world. All I ask of you is one simple thing. Give me a teleportation token that can let me go in and out of the academy as I please, and this news will never be known to anyone.”
Eric rubbed his temples in frustration. He had no idea how this news got out. It was kept a well protected secret and nobody apart from his own self, the patriarch of Senzal Clan and the patriarch of the Kenzal Clan knew about this.
These were just three people, and they had this secret sealed via a contract from an Emperor rank witch. There was no chance of it getting out, however, it still did. Eric looked at Lucas and said,
“It can be done. However, how do you know about this? Who informed you?”
Lucas looked at him and said indifferently again, “none of your business. Anyway, bring me a soul binder. Let’s get down with it quickly. I need to leave.”
Eric had many questions but refrained from asking. He didn’t doubt Lucas at all about the news because he knew Lucas would definitely have evidence for it. How did he know?
It was simple; he simply assumed that Lucas’s confidence in front of him stemmed from the fact that he had something to back him up, which he assumed to be the evidence for this matter. As a result, he readily agreed with Lucas’s statements and did not question him further.
Taking out a scroll and a token, he gave the token to Lucas first and picked up a brush to draw a few things on the scroll. But just as he was about to do it, Lucas interrupted him, stating,
“Stop. Give it to me. I’ll write the binding spells myself. All you need to do is channel your spiritual energy.”
Eric didn’t seem to mind and gave Lucas the token as well as the scroll. Why should he bother with the spell if he can write it? Plus, because Lucas was a student at this academy and only a rank 2, he figured the spell Lucas could write and the one that would come into effect would be much weaker and easier to break, so he let him do it.
Soul binders bound one single, infinitesimal strand of the soul of a person with the other. These strands would have the contract written on the scroll etched into them and whoever breaks this contract would make the other party notified about it, as well as cause damage to their own soul for breaking it. The damage done would depend on the strength of the spiritual power one gave to activate the binder.
Lucas drew his brush and quickly scribbled a spell on the soul binder scroll, as well as a description of the contract under which they would be bound. The contract stated that neither party would speak about it again, and that the other could not even consider harming the other.
This was the gist of the contract, and Eric nodded his head looking at it. He could tell that Lucas wrote this to protect himself from him. Lucas won’t be staying in the academy for long and after he went out of Neutral Continent to some other place, Eric could take advantage of it to kill him.
However, Lucas was smart enough to write a clause that would protect him, and Eric commended him. Despite this, he had a smile on his face as he saw Lucas sign the binding and thought to himself,
‘Idiot, do you really think your puny little spell would be powerful? I 100% know that I can break it instantly in the next moment that you leave this room and I will do just that. Haha, it’s good, it’s good that you’re going out of the academy. Makes things much easier for me. Just you wait, I’ll burn this secret along with you.’
