Chapter Three Sign an unequal magic contract.（two）

Just like a drowning person seeing a lifesaving straw, even though it's only a little better than despair, one would snatch it without hesitation.

"Didn't you experience the feeling of using magic when you were in the Demon Realm? Didn't that make you understand the root of magic?"

Seeing Ryan showing a very confused expression, the demon beast Moster continued, "The use of magic is the control of elements by the spiritual power. In the Demon Realm, due to the amplification of the moonlight in the Demon Realm, your spiritual power can freely dominate the elements. Without amplification, people in this world control the limited elements through the aggregation of spiritual power. This is also the reason why you can't use magic. However, there are also ways to amplify spiritual power in this world - the Pact of Gods and Demons and magic arrays."

Hearing about the Pact of Gods and Demons, Ryan's spirit was startled, and he quickly pricked up his ears to listen to Moster continue.

"The Pact of Gods and Demons, based on the gods and demons of the contracting parties, can provide the caster of the other party with direct element control support. That is to say, you can control the elements that the contracted god can control with very little spiritual power. For example, if you sign a contract with the Fire God or the Flame Demon, then you can use fire magic quite easily. But your spiritual power has not become stronger, and your ability to use other types of magic will not become stronger just because you sign a contract with a god."

Looking at Ryan, whose eyes were shining like stars, the demon beast Moster didn't hesitate to pour cold water on him: "I don't have extra power to offer you."

Seeing Ryan's dejected look, the demon beast said in a comforting tone, "Although I can't lend you power, I can guide you to obtain power."

Hearing this, Ryan, who had climbed out of the valley of despair, kept saying, "Please, tell me quickly." His eagerness for magic made him not even consider what price he might have to pay to the demon beast in front of him.

Fortunately, the demon beast didn't take this opportunity to extort Ryan severely. It seemed that its heart was much better than Victor's and Chris's.

"Don't forget the magic array. The magic array is a method of obtaining element control by relying on specific spiritual power control. As long as your spiritual power is sufficient to start and maintain the magic array, it's okay. I observed you for a long time in the Demon Realm, and you did quite well in this respect."

"The magic array? How could I not think of it?" Ryan exclaimed joyfully, almost missing what the demon beast Moster said next.

"Where is that magic light cannon energy-gathering board you used in the Demon Realm to amplify spiritual power?" asked the demon beast Moster.

"The magic light cannon energy-gathering board? Maybe it's talking about that 'Moonlight Mirror'. Chris herself doesn't know where this thing came from." Ryan thought. After taking out the "Moonlight Mirror" from his bosom, he couldn't help feeling a bit regretful, "The magic light cannon sounds very powerful. Could this demon beast use it for dangerous things?"

However, the words of the demon beast next dispelled his doubts.

"The energy-gathering board is made of dark matter. Dark matter has the function of transforming magic energy into dark magic power. I have a way to restore the energy-gathering board into dark matter, and you can absorb the dark matter. Then I'll teach you a kind of magic that allows you to use the characteristics of dark matter to absorb the energy of magic attacks from others in battle. With magic power, you can use magic."

Hearing such good news, Ryan didn't think twice and quickly asked Moster to do as he said.

A cloud of black smoke covered the "Moonlight Mirror". The flat mirror surface seemed to be boiling, bubbling continuously, and black filaments spread out from where the bubbles burst.

Each filament was like a living creature drilling everywhere. But the black smoke bound these living filaments like ropes. There were more and more filaments, and the Moonlight Mirror became smaller and smaller, as if it was evaporating.

When the Moonlight Mirror disappeared completely into the air, with a thunderclap, Ryan fainted.

He didn't know how long he had slept. When Ryan woke up again, he only saw that he was in a huge and complex magic array.

As his consciousness cleared, the magic array gradually receded automatically. Ryan felt that his mind was blank, and the only thing left in his memory was a long spell.

It took about two hours for Ryan to recover from the wooden feeling. He recalled the spell in his mind. It was really long! And it was different from other spells he knew.

Trying to chant this magical text gently, when the long spell was finished, a transparent wall appeared in front of him.

If it weren't for the ancient characters flickering with a faint light on it, Ryan probably wouldn't have been able to see anything in front of him.

The creaking sound of the door being pushed open startled Ryan. With a flash of light, the room returned to calmness.

Bena, who came to visit Ryan, obviously didn't notice his previous actions. Seeing that Ryan had woken up, Bena was very happy and took Ryan to have dinner together.

At the dining table, Ryan tentatively asked Chris to teach him about magic arrays. Originally, he didn't have much hope for this, but unexpectedly, Chris agreed immediately, which made Ryan hesitate instead.

Because, based on Chris's past behaviors, such a prompt response this time really scared Ryan. Even his several companions thought so too.

Chris obviously noticed everyone's expressions and said something to reassure Ryan.

"Don't be afraid."

(Ryan was really scared.)

"I won't harm you."

(That's not likely, everyone thought.)

"Don't forget that you signed many contracts with me. You are my private property now. Of course, I hope that what belongs to me is as useful as possible."

(So that's how it is!)

...

In the following period of time, Ryan finally received formal instruction from Chris.

Don't be fooled by Chris's crazy appearance. She is definitely a learned magician.

Her in-depth research on magic arrays can be said to be second to none. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to create a magic array that could communicate with the Demon Realm.

Ryan had a lot of knowledge to learn every day. The layout and application of magic arrays were really much more difficult than the normal use of magic.

Moreover, Chris's teaching method was really unacceptable to others. She neither explained the layout principle of the magic array nor the application method and meditation mode. She just taught Ryan to memorize the functions and layout methods of the magic array, and then ordered Ryan to experiment on his own.

So after experiencing countless life-and-death experiences, Ryan almost remembered all the magic arrays he had learned.

It seems that the amount of knowledge a student can learn through this teaching method is directly proportional to the student's vitality. With this method, perhaps those barbarians who are least good at magic but have the strongest bodies are the ideal students.

It seems that Chris only knows this one teaching method. It's about the same for Ryan and Oliver.

Anyway, now Bena can immediately formulate the appropriate potion as long as she takes a look at Ryan's wound. Correspondingly, the effect of her special detergent is also becoming more and more remarkable. It's very useful for both washing clothes and treating wounds.

After nearly two months of relatively peaceful study life, the study life finally ended.

Don't think that Ryan and Oliver have completed their studies, nor think that Bena has finally finished washing that room full of dirty clothes. And don't think that Chris has shown great kindness.

The liberation of the four poor trial students came from an unexpected guest.

This morning, Ryan and Oliver had just finished their daily routine exercises and had just remembered a magic array that they would never forget in their lives. Ryan, who was roasted like a hamburger, and Oliver, who had just finished fighting with the Spinosaurus and looked like a vegetable platter, were receiving Bena's routine treatment.

Suddenly, a strong light shot down from the ceiling, accompanied by a buzzing roar.

This sound attracted Magician Chris, who was doing experiments in the laboratory, and Jestan, who was sleeping in the room.

The strong light gradually converged, and a beautiful noble lady appeared in the light.

Her golden, highly coiled bun was particularly dazzling. She was dressed in a ball gown, shaking a folding fan embroidered with velvet tassels in her hand, looking as if she was going to a banquet, which was quite inconsistent with the atmosphere here.

Oliver, who was being treated, quickly struggled to get up. He nervously tidied up his clothes and walked two steps quickly to the lady, bowing deeply and saying, "Princess, how did you come here?"

"Princess?" Ryan was taken aback. He had indeed heard that the current king had a son and a daughter. However, all this seemed to be in a completely different world from him, the son of a grocery store owner. He had never even thought that one day he would be able to see any of them in person.

The princess in front of him seemed to be about the same age as Oliver. However, she was obviously much more mature than Oliver, the big boy.

She gently returned the salute and said, "I really didn't expect to meet Mr. Oliver here."

After speaking, she turned around, ignoring everyone else, and walked straight up to Magician Chris, bowing deeply and saying, "Hello, respected teacher. I have something to ask for your help."

Unexpectedly, the princess was Chris's disciple. However, it seemed that she had definitely not received Chris's special teaching method.

Everyone couldn't help but wonder why the princess didn't become a disciple of the great Archmage Nagga. The great Archmage Nagga was a highly respected magician. Moreover, as the protector mage of the Kingdom of Sophie, he would surely accept the princess as his disciple. Why would she choose the crazy Chris instead?

"Let's talk about it during dinner. I have an important experiment to do." After speaking, Magician Chris returned to her laboratory.

In the following half-day, Oliver stayed by the princess's side all the time. This might be his habit as a knight.

And Jestan, out of the habit of a merchant, of course, did not forget to take this opportunity to flatter the princess. He bore the responsibility entrusted to him by his father. After all, even his brother, who was a member of the Royal Knights, had not yet had the opportunity to approach the royal family members. Perhaps he would be the first to meet his father's expectations and become a noble.

Ryan and Beena were not so excited. Ryan felt that he was completely in a different world from the royal family, so he was not enthusiastic.

Beena, who had received sacred education since childhood, did not value worldly ranks. Therefore, she was not keen either.

However, the princess was greatly impressed by Beena. Of course, it was not because of Beena's abilities, but she was completely fascinated by Beena's cooking skills.

Therefore, at dinner, the two had already become close friends and called each other by nicknames directly. The princess called Beena Betty, and Beena called the princess "Nini". Of course, such nicknames could only be used by them. Even if others wanted to call the princess by her real name, Franzine, it was not allowed.

At the dining table, Magician Chris asked about the princess's purpose.

From the princess's words, everyone finally learned that recently, the situation in the Kingdom of Kaqiuqi, the most powerful country on the continent, was unstable. With the death of the old prime minister, Ross, who had been in power for thirty years, the hardline faction had risen, and the Kingdom of Kaqiuqi seemed to have the intention of conquering other countries by force.

Therefore, the king took the opportunity of Victory Day National Day to send the prince and princess as envoys to the Kingdom of Kaqiuqi, hoping to form an alliance with the current ruling King Hekors III of Kaqiuqi.

After listening to the princess's narrative, Magician Chris remained noncommittal.

"Teacher, please. This is the request of my brother and me, and also the request of our father, your elder brother, my dear aunt."

Hearing the princess's request, all four trial students were shocked.

Was Chris a royal family member? Was she the king's sister, Her Royal Highness the Princess?

Was this crazy, arrogant, and strong-willed witch really a royal princess with noble blood and strict royal education?

Oliver suddenly thought of another fatal thing. As Her Royal Highness the Princess, Chris should be the third in line to the throne after the prince and princess.

Of course, Oliver was not worried that Chris would secretly harm the current king. But if the prince and princess were harmed or imprisoned this time, and the already frail king had an accident, then his crazy teacher would naturally be the only heir to the throne.

Just thinking about his own experiences, if this crazy woman ruled the country, the days would probably not be very good.

So, for the sake of the motherland, family, and his own future, he must persuade the teacher to help. "Yes! Yes! Only a great magician like Teacher can save this country and save the world. The great and talented Archmage Chris." For everyone's sake, Oliver finally gave up the dignity of a knight and picked up Jestan's most proficient weapon - flattery.

It was unclear whether it was because Oliver's flattery skills were too poor or because Chris had eaten too many compliments recently and disdained ordinary ones. Anyway, Magician Chris had no reaction at all.

Oliver anxiously signaled to his companions. The two "scheming merchants" who came to their senses quickly began to lavish their skills, using the orthodox flattery techniques they were proficient in, pouring sweet words into Magician Chris.

They heard the princess frown tightly, unable to believe that there were such despicable and shameless people in the world.

They heard Chris let out a string of sharp "hehehe" laughs.

Everyone knew the effect had been achieved.

Magician Chris said happily, "Good, good. Indeed, it's as you said. However, I need to focus on magic research and don't have time to get involved in state affairs. Oliver, you are from a knightly family and also a noble, right? I've taught you so much over this time, and you've gained quite a lot. Well then, I'll entrust the task of protecting the princess and the prince to you. Of course, I won't let you take risks alone. Ryan, you're my private property, remember? Now I'm giving you a task: assist Oliver in protecting the princess. No problem, right? Oh, Beena, you still have a lot of clothes to wash, right? You're exempted today. You'll come along too. As for Jestan, Jestan..."

Chris pointed at her forehead repeatedly. What was there to say about Jestan? "Jestan, as their companion, you should share weal and woe, right? You'll come too. That way, you can save your money."

After speaking, Chris snapped her fingers, and a barrier enveloped the dining table. Everyone felt that although they had mouths, they couldn't make a sound. It seemed there was no choice.

Each person silently finished dinner with their own thoughts.

Magician Chris went to rest very early that day, leaving only the four trial students and a visitor who had come from afar.

As half of the host, Beena took the initiative to greet the princess without hesitation. Thus, only the three boys remained in the original room.

Jestan, feeling completely powerless, naturally collapsed onto the bed. Ryan also felt dizzy and sat blankly on the edge of the bed. Oliver paced uneasily in the room.

"It's over, it's over, we're doomed. This is a mission with no chance of survival. Otherwise, the royal family wouldn't have come to ask for help from this crazy woman!" The dejected Jestan, in despair, even ignored the biggest taboo and began to curse Magician Chris profusely.

"Coward! So you're only worried about this. Then don't go. The country is in peril..." Oliver passionately and vehemently argued. But what he said afterwards, Ryan didn't hear at all.

Ever since he heard that Chris was the Crown Princess, his mind had been in a mess.

Thinking about Chris's various actions and persecutions towards him, and finally about those forcibly signed contracts, and considering his current identity - the Crown Princess's private property, he didn't know whether to feel sad or fortunate.

Although everyone had completely different thoughts in their hearts, one thing was certain: they would leave this place early tomorrow morning and embark on a new journey.

The night gradually faded away. When dawn arrived, the three young people, full of worries and having not slept all night, got up early. After each getting up and packing their own luggage, the three with nothing to do quietly ran outside.

During the four months they had been in this laboratory, Ryan had never left the laboratory before. Oliver probably hadn't either. Seeing the two of them staring blankly at the scenery outside, Jestan found a place to sit down.

"So beautiful!" Oliver exclaimed. In front of them was a vast expanse of dense jungle, with the surrounding mountains like lotus petals setting off the huge basin in the middle.

"Do you know? This is the final battlefield of the War between Gods and Demons. It was right where we are standing now that the Lord of Gods unleashed the ultimate magic, completely defeating all the demons and leaving behind this basin." Jestan, like a commentator, explained beside him.

Ryan then noticed that the extremely peculiar mountains around, facing his direction, all presented smooth and flat arc surfaces. The entire basin covered an area of several thousand hectares.