Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Don't move.
The head of the group was sitting at the table flipping through documents. He paused when he heard this and looked over in surprise.
Sasha was stunned for a moment, but instead of getting angry, she burst into laughter. "It seems like you understand it very well, dear—"
The silver-haired young man said as he scratched his cheek with his fingertips and then stared at her meaningfully.
When Su Cheng saw his movements, he suddenly remembered how he had touched someone's chest muscles and froze for a moment.
Although the captain shouldn't be angry.
But she was still a little embarrassed.
He subconsciously turned his head and happened to meet those golden eyes full of surprise.
Su Cheng: “…”
So embarrassing.
Su Cheng: "Sorry——"
She quickly apologized without even looking at Kai's reaction, then turned her head and looked fiercely at a certain vampire.
"Next time, if we're discussing curses, I don't want to hear anything else about them until we're done with the subject."
Su Cheng suppressed his anger and said, "Otherwise, I think there is no need for you to participate. What do you think?"
At the same time, she felt her palms getting hot.
On the curled-up palm, the dark mark of the God's Favored One quietly emerged.
The meeting room was quiet again.
The three men looked at her with different expressions.
The girl standing by the table raised her head, and in her clear amber eyes, fuzzy light patterns of vertical lines and triangles appeared faintly.
The two pieces, one on the left and one on the right, look like symmetrical balance trays.
"oh?"
Sasha raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes suddenly flashing with intense interest.
If before this, everything he did seemed like a boring prank——
At this moment, it was as if a hungry beast smelled blood.
A strange excitement appeared on his face, and his blood-red eyes stared at the girl in front of him, "Is this a contract?"
He deliberately emphasized the word, as if chewing it into pieces, and raised his rosy lips. "Then I can promise you, but you have to agree to some conditions."
Su Cheng didn't say anything.
The temperature in my palms is getting higher and higher.
The moment the other party mentioned the contract, she felt a certain repressive force spreading.
Once she nodded, the contract would really be reached between them.
As the favored one of the God of Contracts, the contracts she made with others, whether on paper or verbally, would have a terrifying restrictive force.
If someone breaches the contract, both she and the other party will be subject to extremely terrible punishment.
Although no one told her this information, from the description of the power of the God-favored in the book and certain intuitions that had now emerged in her, she knew that this must be the case.
"...Forget it." Su Cheng said unhappily, "I was just explaining some conversation etiquette that I thought should be common sense."
As she rejected the other party's proposal, the heat in her palm suddenly disappeared.
That vague weird feeling also dissipated.
Sasha looked at her with a smile, the interest in her eyes growing instead of diminishing. "Then I'll remember that. I'll pay attention next time. I'm so sorry."
Su Cheng thought to himself that it was strange, and put on a fake smile on the surface, turning his head to look at the silent blond wizard next to him.
Camus had just stared at her for a few seconds, and now his gaze returned to the girl's back, as if he was thinking about something.
"You said you didn't know the caster's identity," Camus said in a deep voice. "How much do you not know?"
"I have no clue," Su Cheng spread out his hands. "I can't think of anyone who could be suspected, and I think this happened before I can remember."
Camus nodded slightly. "If someone was cursed in infancy, it wouldn't be surprising for the curse to manifest itself around adulthood."
His eyes flickered across the girl's exposed neck. "This is a compound blood curse."
The definition of a blood curse is a curse that is cast using the target's blood. This curse often flows in the target's blood and is rarely passed on to future generations.
So it is usually difficult to remove.
"...but it's probably not the type that can be inherited. A compound curse is a combination of multiple curses, sometimes even created by the caster themselves. This one has a prototype, and the caster probably made some modifications."
Camus pondered, "You haven't answered me yet. How did you deal with it before?"
Su Cheng originally wanted to fool him and say that he went out to have sex with a prostitute, but when he met those cold and sharp blue eyes, he felt that maybe it was time to tell the truth.
"Succubus blood."
"Hmm," Camus said, not seeming surprised. "It's an effective solution. Do you have any storage?"
Su Cheng hesitated for a moment. "Yes, but this stuff is consumed quickly. I want to store more. I heard that there is an underground black market in Jinbo City that sells a lot of contraband, um, various materials and props. I want to try my luck there."
Camus remained noncommittal. "It's hard to say. The Vatican has been investigating very strictly lately."
Hearing his teammates mention the Holy See, Sasha sneered.
The smile on that pretty face remained, but there was a hint of contempt in her expression. "Why not just go and take a look? If nothing works, just catch one now."
Su Cheng: “…”
He spoke as if he were catching a rat on the street.
That's a high-level demon.
Any ordinary adult succubus can fight against a squadron of a hundred paladins, right?
It is said that in previous wars, this problem had to be solved by the lower gods in the camp of the God of Light.
The person whose blood she had drunk before still had a restriction on his neck, so he could come and go without a trace.
"Let's not talk about anything else for now," Su Cheng's eyes moved, "Do you know where we can catch a succubus?"
"Maybe," Sasha looked at her with interest. "What can you give me if I tell you?"
Su Cheng narrowed his eyes, "Do you really want to make a deal with me?"
He winked meaningfully. "You're here to do business with us, aren't you? My dear, I really enjoy dealing with people like you."
"Someone like me?" Su Cheng repeated. "What kind of person?"
"Have you ever heard a song?"
Sasha answered the question irrelevantly, and then began to hum in a light tone.
"That was a promise forged from gold, an oath engraved on stone, and they planted a trap within the very words of the contract, allowing the flowers of sincerity and trust to bear the poisonous fruit of betrayal. Ah, look at your faithful believers, you say they are promise keepers, but I only see—"
His pleasant voice suddenly rose and the pitch increased sharply.
"...the sophists and tricksters are offering you a gift."
The tone of the last sentence gradually dropped, and the seemingly cheerful and lively rhythm became gloomy, and then a pause came abruptly.
Su Cheng stared at him with wide eyes, "Huh?"
What the hell is this?
What the hell is this opera world? Why did the singing suddenly start?
"It's not surprising. After all, you're still a human cub." The young vampire hummed a similar melody. "But speaking of blood, I have to go eat something."
He turned around and left. Su Cheng wanted to stop him, but was afraid that he would come closer to him, so he did not move for a while.
The door to the conference room was completely closed.
Su Cheng recalled the lyrics he had just heard, and a very strange feeling arose in his heart.
The other two men were very calm, as if they were used to their teammates rapping whenever they wanted and leaving whenever they wanted.
Camus was still staring at her back.
Kai was still looking at the scroll on the table, occasionally picking up a pen to write a few words.
"Excuse me, gentlemen," Su Cheng raised his hand, "What song did he just sing?"
The Master turned a deaf ear to this. Only the Head of the Group raised his head and answered the question seriously: "That is 'The Knell of Tetia'."
Su Cheng showed a wise look.
"An old ballad," Kai pondered, "a bard's work. It tells the story of an ancient city-state called Tetia. It's said to have been blessed by the God of Contracts. The city's residents are all favored by the God, most of whom are honest merchants. Until a stranger arrived and taught them to use magic to conceal the terms in contracts, tricking people into signing. He also manipulated verbal promises to mislead others about the terms of the transaction. In this process, the favored by the God began to gain greater benefits, even reaping the souls of others."
Su Cheng was stunned after hearing the first two sentences, "What happened next?"
"Later, the city-state was destroyed because two powerful gods' favored ones deceived each other, causing each other to betray their promises. This brought divine punishment, and the entire Tetia was reduced to ruins in a thunderous roar."
Su Cheng opened his mouth and asked, "Is this what the whole song is about? The lyrics mention 'your faithful believer'. Does this 'you' refer to the God of Contract?"
Kai nodded slightly.
Su Cheng was silent for two seconds. "Is that outsider the God of Contract himself?"
Camus glanced at her.
Kai nodded calmly, "...from the lyrics of the song, that's right."
"So," Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "all this is just lyrics? It's not real?"
Kai didn't answer her immediately. He thought for a moment before saying, "Maybe. Who can say for sure that something is true if they haven't witnessed it with their own eyes?"
For a moment, Su Cheng suddenly felt that his mark of being favored by God had become hot.
——It’s not really a fever, but a kind of mental pressure.
She knew that there were almost no good gods in this world.
In other words, from the perspective of human logic and universal moral standards, they all have "evil" aspects, but they just express it in different ways.
She was certainly happy to be chosen as the one favored by God. After all, it was a kind of guarantee, but she also had corresponding worries in her heart.
This power symbolizes one's connection with the gods.
And this in itself can bring destruction.
The conference room fell silent again.
Su Cheng fell into deep thought, while the other two were busy with their own things.
After a few minutes, Camus slowly removed his right glove and stared at her with his dark blue eyes. "I can't guarantee that I can completely remove the curse, but I want to give it a try."
Su Cheng nodded, "Okay."
She was also worried that the difference in physique between her and Lin Yun would cause some adverse effects.
"I need to do some experiments to determine the proportions of certain materials," the blond man said slowly. "If you don't trust me, we can sign a formal contract."
Su Cheng was originally considering this. "Okay, I'll write a waiver agreement. This money will be calculated separately. I can pay you your compensation, and the mission between me and your mercenary group won't be mixed up with this one."
Camus did not object. "If this will allow you to fully cooperate with me, then write it."
Su Cheng: “…”
This guy was willing to help not because he was doing a good deed, but because he was treating her as a test subject, and she knew it of course.
They were strangers who met by chance, and under normal circumstances she would not completely trust him.
In fact, if she was not favored by the God of Contract, the binding force of this contract would be greatly reduced, and at most it could be used for litigation.
But if he really killed her, what else could he do?
Su Cheng leaned over the table and began to write quickly.
Camus received the first draft, glanced at it, and signed his name without making any comments.
Su Cheng felt that the restriction had taken effect.
This is very subtle and others may not be able to understand it, but this is probably the unique ability of those favored by God.
After signing the contract with Murong Yue last time, she became a person favored by God, and then went to shock the appearance of the gods.
Only this time can I feel the changes carefully.
"Then," Su Cheng said with mixed emotions, "it's settled."
Whatever special identities these people possess, they can't currently contend with the power of the gods, right? Otherwise, there'd be no need to post notices seeking partners.
She didn't cheat in the contract, it was all based on her own safety.
For example, if he had any bad thoughts towards her during the testing and treatment process, wanting to hurt her, control her, or maliciously use her as an experimental material—
Even if he hasn't had time to put it into action, but just has the idea and plans to do so, he will be doomed.
Camus handed the contract to her. "Is everything OK?"
He bent his knuckles, tapped the table lightly, and ordered without question: "Turn your back to me."
Su Cheng turned around and asked, "It won't hurt, right?"
The wizard behind her didn't say anything, but just used his hands to open the thin straps that were attached to her shoulder blades, exposing her snow-white back completely.
His fingers paused, "...hair."
Su Cheng tilted his head, reached out his hand to brush the back of his neck, and pushed some loose hair aside.
His fingertips quickly landed on the back.
It felt like an ice pick and a branding iron were piercing the skin at the same time. The pain was not severe, but the temperature difference was particularly obvious.
She couldn't help but shudder again.
The alternating sensations of hot and cold kept wandering around, and Su Cheng silently outlined the route in his mind, gradually piecing together the shape of the curse totem.
She pondered these things to distract herself.
However, my back was getting more and more painful, as if the whole layer of skin was about to be burned or frozen.
She gritted her teeth and breathed heavily. She couldn't help but want to hide to the side, but he grabbed her waist with his other hand.
"Try to stay still," Camus said in a deep voice, "I want to feel how well it integrates with your body. Bear with it."
He murmured an unfamiliar spell.
Su Cheng didn't quite understand what he heard. It was obviously beyond the knowledge of an ordinary elemental mage.
She gritted her teeth and raised her head, "I really didn't mean to disobey you, I..."
"I know," Camus whispered, "Just stop moving."
Su Cheng was sweating profusely, his fingers tightly gripping the edge of the table. "I'm sorry, I'm really trying to hold it in. Damn, I can't help it anymore. How about tomorrow?"
The blond man was silent for two seconds, then suddenly took a step forward and pressed against the slender and soft body of the girl.
The strong chest is pressed on the arched butterfly bones.
His knee pressed between her trembling legs, preventing her from moving any further to the side.
As the rhythm of the chanting slowed, the girl's broken sobs became higher-pitched.
Su Cheng's mentality collapsed.
——This hurts too much!
The spine was in constant throbbing pain, each one more severe than the last, as if the whole body was being split in half, and the head felt as if it was being hit by a sledgehammer.
She was almost seeing stars, her fingers scratching the scroll on the table randomly, and sweeping the draft paper into the air.
The blood mage behind her gritted his teeth and grabbed her wrist, "Don't you dare—"
His eyes dropped, and the words he was about to say suddenly stopped.
The constantly undulating curves of the waist and back are like the rising white waves at high tide.
At this moment, it was swaying with the convergence of magic power, and its tailbone would occasionally hit the delicate belt buckle.
The girl supported herself on the table with her weak arms, tears and sweat dripping onto the surface, and her five fingers that were pressed down turned white due to lack of blood due to the force.
“…”
The two of them suddenly separated.
Su Cheng collapsed on the table as if all his bones had been pulled out.
Her mind was in a mess, she was thinking about the gods' favored ones, curses, and all kinds of plots, but she finally managed to hold on and not faint.
I wanted to wail a few times at this moment, but I found that the pain quickly disappeared.
She took out a small mirror from her pocket, looked behind her, and found that the color of the curse totem seemed to have faded a little.
Su Cheng: "...Huh? Miracle doctor!"
Camus leaned against the table and panted slightly. "No, it just delayed the next attack, if there are no accidents."
His originally pale skin now seemed to be tinged with a blush, and sweat was faintly seeping out of his forehead, wetting a few strands of curly hair.
"It's indeed complicated. Let's start with the potion. I'll write down the ingredients needed for the recipe."
He spoke to himself as he leaned over and took out a few blank scrolls and a pile of scratch paper from the drawer.
The blond wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead with a silk handkerchief, lowered his head and began to write furiously.
After writing for a while, he slapped a piece of paper on the table and said, "Go buy it first."
The black-haired man opposite stood up.
He picked up the heavy sword leaning against the wall, inserted it into the clasp on his back, and stared at him with his cold golden eyes.
"I'll take you to the underground streets to collect materials, and by the way, see if there's any succubus blood for sale as a backup."
Su Cheng readily agreed.
She picked up the clothes from the table. "...Thank you, and thank you, Mr. Camus."
Although it was indeed painful just now, it came and went quickly, and the blood mage seemed to have consumed a lot of energy.
Camus seemed to be still immersed in his research. After a few seconds, he turned around and said, "?"
Su Cheng took two steps forward, leaned close to his ear, and deliberately said loudly: "Thank you!"
Camus was stunned for a moment, his eyes passing from her face to the front of her vest soaked with sweat, the thin fabric half revealing her flesh color.
He turned his head and said rather coldly, "You're welcome."
After saying that, he reached out to straighten his coat, folded his legs, leaned back in the chair, and no longer looked at her.
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