Chapter 2. Are you willing to sign a contract with me and provide me with food and shelter?

Chapter 2. Are you willing to sign a contract with me and provide me with food and shelter?

"Harbica?" Victor was slightly stunned, and memories from the game began to surface in his mind.

This is one of the many gods in the game's background.

He only appears as a character in the game's background and is only mentioned in the storybooks of collection tasks.

No one has seen his true form.

According to the records in the game's story, every time Harbica appears, he either brings natural disasters or man-made disasters.

There is a most serious record where a single appearance of Harbica reduced the human population in the world by half!

This is a very sinister and terrifying god.

"Sure, you can also call me by my current name, Veigar."

The crow claiming to be Veigar politely placed its wings across its chest and bowed.

Victor couldn't figure out the other party's intentions and so didn't respond.

Seeing Victor's silence, Veigar flapped its wings and adjusted its posture.

"Interesting. It seems you've heard of me."

Victor: "I don't know you."

He knew very well in his heart that being entangled by a god is not a good thing. This is a recognized fact among players.

Especially this kind of evil god existing in the background story seems very dangerous.

But why would an evil god that has never appeared in the game's plot find Victor in advance?

Veigar opened its beak, and its crow-like hoarse voice spoke first: "You are not Victor. Your soul is not dirty enough."

Its single eye stared at Victor, trying to detect a trace of 'panic' on his face, but Victor's usual poker face disappointed it.

"Gods can see through souls." It said.

"But it doesn't matter. I am here for you."

Veigar shook its feathers. A long, thin black feather fell on the table and turned into a black piece of paper. White stripes twisted and began to form a bunch of words, like a devil's contract.

Victor looked at the content on the paper and had a headache.

He had just arrived in this world and hadn't done anything yet, but in one day he received two contracts.

I am a power-leveler! Not some poor wage earner.

He took the paper and said mockingly while reading: "Aren't you a god? Are you down on your luck?"

He never thought that even gods would have to sign up clients.

This contract was a covenant. If he signed his name, he would have to provide this crow with food, clothing, housing and transportation. He even had to help it build a church and develop believers for this evil god.

The contract said that the more believers there were, the stronger its power would be.

And then, that was it.

Victor: "..."

Even a unfair contract isn't this outrageous. Provide you with food and shelter and find you believers. In the end, you get all the benefits and I get nothing?

He looked at the crow speechlessly. It was gracefully pecking at its feathers, just like a noble bird. If one could ignore its single eye.

"My power is mostly sealed. I can only seek the protection of others. If you take on this deal, you will gain the friendship of a god."

"It's a good deal." Veigar continued to peck at its feathers while chirping.

Victor was speechless. God's friendship? What's the use?

The crow glanced at him with its single eye, as if seeing what he was thinking, and said indifferently: "It can save your life."

"Deal!"

Victor signed his name on the contract in a bold and unrestrained way.

He wasn't too worried about being cheated because gods always keep their word. Even evil gods.

After signing the contract, he felt a very subtle connection between them.

It seemed that with just a thought, he could find where this crow was.

The crow flew to Victor's shoulder and pecked at its feathers again.

Just as Lia said, keeping a crow as a pet really doesn't have good taste.

But since he had just arrived and had already signed the contract, he might as well keep a pet with no taste. Anyway, he only had to provide it with food and shelter.

As for the church, he could build one with money later.

He turned to look at the other contract beside him, which also required his signature.

This was a contract from a high-level magic academy sincerely inviting the protagonist to be a teacher at the academy and promising a professorship.

Only then did he remember that although Victor was a villain, he was also a magic genius.

When countless elderly mages were stuck at the second rank, Victor had reached the third rank at the age of twenty.

And in terms of the game... Victor murmured in his heart, and a game panel appeared in front of him.

[Name: Victor Clevenner]

LV: 39

HP: 1000/1000

MP: 4900/4900

A standard squishy mage.

This confirmed his guess. He really had traveled into the game.

A third-rank mage corresponds to levels 30-39 in the game, and so on.

In the background story, Victor hadn't made any progress for nine years, and his reputation as a genius had long been forgotten by the world.

Only after traveling into Victor's body did he know that Victor was hiding his strength.

The experience bar for leveling up had accumulated an unknown amount. He could easily cross the threshold of the third rank and become a fourth-rank human holy mage.

But Victor had never done so. He had always been planning a scheme.

Although his character was not good, his reputation as a genius was real.

This contract had to be signed.

Not to mention that this title was obtained through the efforts of his sister and fiancée.

With a professorship, it was equivalent to having the protection of a magic academy.

The duke couldn't easily cause trouble for him on the surface.

At least, on the surface, he needed a reasonable excuse.

A minor daughter being confessed to by a scumbag? This reason won't hold water.

Everyone loves beauty. Does your daughter never get married in her life?

Victor picked up his pen and signed his name on the contract. He asked a servant to send it to the magic academy. Then he stood up and walked towards the backyard of the mansion.

Veigar finally stopped pecking at its feathers and asked what he was going to do.

Victor didn't turn his head and told it: "I'm going to be a teacher at school tomorrow. Practice magic so I don't get rusty."

"Take me with you." Veigar stood on his shoulder and chattered nonstop.

In the blink of an eye, they came to the training ground. Several huge stone targets stood there.

Victor looked up at these towering giant stone statues and was somewhat surprised.

In the game, there were also such magic boulders in the backyard of the player's home, used to increase skill proficiency.

The boulder would show the damage number. According to the different damage numbers, one could distinguish the skill proficiency and one's own attribute training level.

Now seeing such things in the backyard of Victor's mansion, he couldn't help but feel some emotion.

Veigar saw him stunned for a moment and thought that he was so stunned by the target because he hadn't practiced for a long time.

Then it really started chattering like a crow.

"Magic, this kind of thing requires a lot of skill..."

Veigar talked a lot and a lot, such as how to release magic more effortlessly and how to make it more powerful.

The crow shook its well-groomed feathers: "If I didn't have most of my power sealed, I would definitely show you powerful high-level magic."

Victor didn't say anything and let it continue to complain.

In the blink of an eye, he looked at the skill list, and the result made him very satisfied.

Some of the magic that Victor could use was already deeply engraved in his heart.

As the final boss of the story [Kingdom in Turmoil] in Chapter 2 of the game, he was a level that all players had to go through.

As a power-leveler, he had already memorized Victor's skills thoroughly.

As soon as the boss raised his hand, he would know what spell the boss was casting.

Veigar was still chattering: "There are many things to pay attention to in magic! Drawing magic circles, chanting speed...."

Before he could finish speaking, Victor raised his hand, and with a bang, a black lightning bolt burst out.

[First-rank spell: Black Lightning Spear]

There was no change on Victor's face at all. Casting magic was as simple as eating, drinking, and going to the bathroom for him.

Then, various second-rank and third-rank skills, like fireworks, continuously left marks on the giant stone.

It was like a barrage. The entire backyard was astonishingly bright.

Veigar on Victor's shoulder was silent.

Victor looked at his almost depleted MP and was not satisfied.

The boss's constitution is really weak. After casting so few skills, he ran out of mana.

If a player put on a bunch of equipment, their mana would easily exceed ten thousand. Would they still worry about saving mana?

"You cast spells without drawing magic circles?"

Victor ignored him.

Among players, the mage profession is known as the spell machine gun.

Because in the game settings, players don't need to operate the magic circles at all.

They only need to click a shortcut key, read the casting time, and the skill is released in a flash.

And for a power-leveler like him who has played all kinds of professions, he is already extremely familiar with the skills of any profession.

Casting a spell? Isn't that a piece of cake?

Seeing that he could perfectly control the release of skills, Victor was ready to leave.

Veigar suddenly spoke: "Don't leave in a hurry. The way you release spells interests me. Cast some more, okay?"

Victor didn't want to pay attention to him.

Do you think this is fireworks? You can release it whenever you want.

Just as this thought arose in his mind, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a dazzling blue light appear in Veigar's single eye, enveloping his body.

He felt as if a rope was tied between his body and the crow.

Victor called up the panel and took another look.

MP: 995099/999999

He looked down at Veigar.

I want to report this! This guy is cheating!