Seeing that the item spirit was not responding, Damon signaled to Mark. "Let’s go. Maybe he needs some time to think about everything. Sigh. I am getting thirsty again. Her blood was really such a high." He smirked and started walking away when suddenly a shrill voice sounded behind him.
"Blood God. I agree."
Damon smirked. There. Finally, he had a crack in the previously unbreakable wall.
La Rocha had pushed himself upright, though he still looked like a mess, clothes scorched, hair wild, and aura fractured. But there was something in his eyes now that hadn’t been there before. Not submission, not trust, but a begrudging acknowledgment.
"I agree," the item spirit repeated, quieter this time. "You are weak, pathetic, arrogant, reckless and a belligerent fool."
Damon’s face twitched.
"But you have somehow managed to form a system contract with me. So I will help you for now. For 5 years. I will help you for 5 years after which you will have to release me from your contract."
It wasn’t mere words. The item spirit cheekily tossed another system contract at him.
Damon looked at it for a second and instantly dismissed it. "5 years? What sort of idiot do you think I am? 500 years minimum. Take it or leave it."
La Rocha opened his mouth to say something but when he saw Damon already starting to leave, he hurriedly called after him.
"Wait! Hundred years," La Rocha snapped, his voice tight with frustration.
Damon didn’t even slow down. "Four hundred and fifty," he said casually, hands in his pockets, as if he were haggling over apples at a market instead of binding a living fortress spirit to his service.
"Four hundred," La Rocha growled. "And I want the right to sever the contract if your actions harm me in any way."
Damon paused, one foot already outside the corridor. He turned just enough to glance back, his crimson eyes gleaming. "Agreed. But the same goes for you. You cannot harm me in anyway."
La Rocha fell silent. After a moment, the system chimed again.
[Ding! System Contract Initialized.
Term: 400 Years
Subject: Item Spirit – La Rocha, Core of Null Sanctum Sigma-9]
Damon sat back down on the chair and patiently went through each and every line of the system contract, discussing it with Mark along the way. It was a good thing he did that because he managed to find ten different ways the item spirit had tried to screw him over here and there.
"...He even tried to slip in a clause about independent defense protocols overriding my commands," Damon muttered, eyebrows twitching as he scratched out yet another hidden trap buried in the contract. "Mark, this guy’s practically the item spirit version of a scamming vendor."
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