The Covenant Part I

“Make a covenant now? Are you serious?”

Joke repeated, his expression neutral despite knowing that this was probably the best solution at the moment. What caught him off guard was that the suggestion had come directly from the white dragon herself.

“There’s no time left. Do what you must… Summoner.”

Her words and gaze were resolute, carrying no hesitation.

Seeing this, Joker extended his hand toward her. He had wanted the white dragon’s power from the very beginning, though he hadn’t envisioned it happening under these circumstances. Still, if the alternative was losing her forever from the Summoner’s world, he’d rather forge this bond now than regret later.

Especially since his anger at someone needed an outlet—and it was boiling over to the point he wanted to smash a certain face into the ground.

“Thank you… and sorry it had to come to this.”