Grudges coming to a pause

"Well then, that's that. I wish you good luck on your path to eternity," Altor said to Leon in a rather calm voice, handing over the scroll. They had struck a deal.

"Yeah, whatever," Leon muttered, rubbing the side of his neck where a strange circular mark had formed. He had sworn an oath with the old man under very tight requirements. Even thinking about ways to break the oath would cause one's brain to shatter as per the clauses of the oath.

It was a clear sign of Altor's skewed and cunning nature. Even Leon couldn't come up with a way around this method and if he tried he would die.

"See you in a hundred years, old fart," Leon said while gazing at a box in Altor's hand. It contained parts of the pagoda Altor had requested. He recognized that these would be a huge power boost to Altor, which is why the contract stated that Altor was not allowed to scheme against Leon in any way, shape, or form for the next 100 years.