He thought about Albert's words and felt quite uneasy.

He continued to make potions in the fourteenth potion group. When evening came, he said goodbye to the others and left the Wizarding Academy Union.

"Master." Ike came up with a few beautiful maids and bowed slightly to Morin.

"Your dinner is ready. This time your dinner is fresh mushroom soup with veal. In addition, there is a fruit platter. By the way, you recently asked me to buy some slaves to serve as gardeners and grooms. I have already bought them. Please come with me to take a look..."

Ike slowed his voice and kept talking.

Maureen walked towards the hall, listening to Ike's report and asking a simple question or two from time to time.

He had dinner in the hall and then retired to his room.

The soft light fell quietly.

"The Blood-Cloaked Killer Society." Morin took out the token of the Blood-Cloaked Killer Society.

What happened last night is still fresh in his memory.

At this moment, the token of the Blood-Clothed Killer Society in his hand suddenly emitted a hazy bloody light.

Some blood-colored energy particles floated and condensed into a line of text in mid-air.

After a while, the words moved and disappeared on their own.

Morin tapped his fingers lightly on the stone table, thinking about the news he had just seen on the Blood-Cloaked Killer Club's token.

"Nightingale?" Morin whispered.

Just now, it was Nightingale who sent him a message through the Blood-Cloaked Killer Society's token, wanting to meet him.

Morin's eyes flickered slightly. After thinking about it, he opened the door and left his room.

After a while, Maureen appeared in a remote villa. It was very quiet here, except for the dim lights coming from the rooms around him.

Maureen had changed into an owl's outfit. He stretched out his hand, pushed open the door, and walked in.

"Owl, you're here." Nightingale stood up quickly.

Maureen nodded and realized that he and Nightingale were the only ones in the room.

He looked at Nightingale and said, "Okay Nightingale, tell me, why did you call me here?"

Nightingale suddenly fell silent. She looked at Maureen with evasive eyes, as if she was hesitant.

"I want to make a deal with you." Nightingale said.

trade?

Morin tilted his head slightly and listened quietly to Nightingale's next words.

"Owl, haven't you been looking for knowledge about enchantment and necromancy recently? I have it here and I can give it to you." Nightingale moved her hand, and a white transparent light film emerged above her palm. There were several glowing books in the light film, floating up and down in the light film.

"As long as you agree to help me, all the knowledge of enchantment and necromancy here will be yours."

Nightingale looked at Maureen.

"What do you want me to do?" Morin raised his eyes and his gaze fell on Nightingale.

Nightingale took a deep breath and said, "I will be returning to my family soon, so I would like to ask you to go back with me and protect me in my family for a while."

Return to the family?

Protect?

Maureen frowned.

He did not answer directly, but turned his gaze to look at the books in the translucent light film, then he stretched out his hand and waved lightly towards the books.

The books flew over by themselves and landed in Morin's hands. Morin opened the book and began to read slowly.

Nightingale showed no surprise on her face and waited silently by the side.

The candlelight flickered slightly, and after a while, Maureen finally closed the book slowly.

Although those books were shielded from witchcraft and only a part of them could be seen, based on the content he saw, Morin already knew that these books were indeed the books he urgently needed at the moment. After all, this was related to the refining of his puppet.

"These books..." Morin pondered.

"These are all very useful subjects in enchantment and undead flowers. They are the best and most knowledge I can get within my authority." Nightingale began to speak, and said, "Owl, I don't have many people I can ask for help. I hope you can agree to it."

Morin fell silent. This relevant knowledge was what he urgently needed at the moment. Moreover, Nightingale's mission did not seem to be particularly difficult.

He asked Nightingale about the situation again, and after thinking about it, he agreed to Nightingale's request.

Morin also increased the reward for this mission. He asked for some advanced knowledge of alchemy. After thinking about it, Nightingale agreed.

"This is my personal mission. Thank you for coming out to help me." Nightingale looked excited.

In recent times, the entire Emilia underground world can be said to be in a state of panic. Many wizards in the underground world have suffered a serious blow. The Blood-Cloaked Killer Society has failed in several recent missions, and some have even been completely wiped out, with not even a single person left alive.

The other members of the Blood-Cloaked Killer Society had already decided to hide and no longer accept missions. Under such circumstances, Morin still decided to take action. Naturally, Nightingale was extremely excited.

"Then let's sign the Styx Contract." Nightingale took a deep breath and suddenly said this.

Styx law contract?

Maureen was stunned.

Then, a solemn look appeared on his face.

He was not an ordinary wizard without any knowledge. After spending some time in the Dark Forest and the Wizard Academy Alliance, he naturally knew what the so-called Styx Contract was.

According to legend, the Styx records everything about all living beings. All creatures in the entire dimension, from birth to death, flow in the Styx. It contains everything about all life. It is a collection of all living beings and the weight of countless lives in the entire dimension.

The Styx flows in the gaps between countless realms and dimensional spaces. It is a void without any real form. Only powerful beings can feel its existence and pray to the Styx for strength.

And now, Nightingale actually wants to sign a Styx Contract with him?

For general contracts, as long as you are willing to pay a certain price, you can violate them without much punishment, and as your strength grows, the punishment you receive will become smaller and smaller.

For example, when a formal wizard was an apprentice, he signed a contract with several other apprentices. After he became a formal wizard, the contract would be invalid for him. Even if he violated it, it would not matter because his strength would increase and he could easily resist the power of the contract without much damage himself.

Of course, if he signed a contract with a wizard apprentice during the formal wizard stage, then it would naturally be different.

However, it is worth mentioning that although ordinary contracts are binding, they are not particularly strong. But the Styx Contract is different.

If a formal wizard swears by the Styx in the dark, then he must complete it, otherwise he will be retaliated by the Styx.

This is not something that can be changed much after the signatory's strength increases, because the Styx contains everything in life. He wants to avoid the backlash of the Styx, unless he can transcend the Styx. But for such an existence, the Styx law contract may not have much meaning to him.

"Impossible, I can't sign the Styx Deed." Morin shook his head.

"Owl."

Nightingale looked at Maureen quietly.

"I don't want to bear the weight of the River Styx." Morin raised the corner of his mouth, which was considered a smile.

The Nightingale fell silent.

After a long moment, she exhaled and said, "Okay, Xiao, I am sorry for being so presumptuous. You are right. If any wizard wants to sign the Styx Contract, it won't just be us. I am afraid that those wizards in white robes will also change color when they hear the Styx Contract."

"Let's sign a normal contract."

Nightingale stretched out her hand and grabbed at the void. Immediately, she grabbed out a dark purple scroll burning with red flames.

She perfected the contents of the contract and then left her spiritual imprint on it.

After reading the content, Morin nodded, left his spiritual imprint, and signed the contract.

As the dark purple contract was burned into nothingness in the void, Morin felt his body move, as if something had quietly fallen on him.

This is the binding force of the contract.

"I'll tell you when the mission starts." Nightingale nodded at Morin, then opened the window, flashed, and left quickly.

Morin looked at Nightingale leaving, thought about it, and also left the room.

He was walking on the street.

There are many people on the street, coming and going, and mottled lights fall on them.

"Whether it's the dead flower or the advanced knowledge of alchemy and enchantment, I have already obtained them. Next, I will consider promotion."

"With the Death Flower, my meditation method, Void Eclipse, will be able to advance to the second level. I guess by then, I will be able to meet the standards of an illusion wizard and become one."

“I’m really looking forward to it…”

Morin thought so in his heart.

He pulled his robe, stretched out his hand to stop a horn-scale carriage, then got on the carriage and asked the coachman to drive the horn-scale horse towards his own villa.