"I don't know the history of your witch clan." Salomon shook his head gently, "but not all contracts are established through paper and signatures. It may also be through poetry, dance, sacrifice, and various rituals that seem to have nothing to do with the contract. I don't know the way of contracting the witch clan, so I can't make a conclusion.

But after the contract was signed, there must be some changes in your body. The most intuitive thing is your shadow. Your shadow is no longer yours, but the demon's-oh, it looks like a butterfly."

The witch came over to Salomon, "Boya, you are such a hard-hearted guy. It's not good to be so rigid at such a young age. The responsibility to protect the world has not yet fallen on you. Big sister, I'm hunting angels to protect humans. Those guys are not good things. Can't you think of a way?"

"Then you can only try to live longer, Beyonita." said the Secret Mage, "As long as you don't die on the battlefield, that powerful magic will be enough for you to live for many years. I don't think even time will be willing to destroy your appearance. Madam, you can at least remain beautiful when humans immigrate to outer space."

"Your mouth is so sweet, little guy." Beyonetta was not worried about the destination of her soul. That was not what she had to consider now. For now, she just wanted to solve the mysteries surrounding her.

Although Salomon has told her part of her life experience, including the "fact" that the witch clan is the last person left, and Viglide still has the last Luminous Sage who holds the "right eye" corresponding to the "left eye". There are still many things hidden in the fog, and the fragments she experienced when she dreamed about at midnight are still unexplainable.

There is also the lipstick that carved the art of the art, which was the thing that accompanied her into the coffin. She still didn't know what it was for, but Beyonetta still subconsciously felt that this thing was very important and always carried with her.

But she already has a goal, that is, Viglid.

In legend, the witch clan and the sage clan correspond to the sage clan. If Salomon said correctly, the sage who held the "right eye" must know something, but she knew nothing about the Izhavil Group, who was in charge of Viglid, and the group president Badell, who never appeared in any newspapers or videos.

So she needed a helper, a helper who could help her explore Viglid. Now, in front of her was a Son, and a rebellious Son, which was so interesting and coincidental. When Beyonita saw the holy marks on Salomon's hand, she had already predicted his potential, because he was the one who was destined to perform miracles on the earth.

Beyonita put one hand on the table and the other hand against her chin. She said in a tactful tone, "Big sister is a good person who is willing to help you to heaven. Are you unwilling to help your elder sister?"

"In the future, Beyonita, usually the present time is not suitable for me. I don't want to be related to heaven now. That's the future, and it's too early to tell me now." Salomon shook his head and said, "And, without understanding the terms of the contract, the contract cannot be breached, and even the Lord of Hell cannot violate the contract. As for the demon, uh, I would rather deal with the devil, who knows whether the demon has the rationality of abide by the contract."

A slender palm with sharp red nails stretched out from the darkness. This was only a hand that was obviously not human, with a slightly blue complexion slapped heavily on the table, and the silver knife and fork jumped up in the reflection of the candlelight.

Salomon almost jumped up from the chair. Immediately afterwards, the hand that did not belong to humans disappeared into the shadow in a flash.

The sound of slapping the tabletop is particularly eye-catching in this environment full of whispers and faint candlelight.

"It's okay, it's okay, nothing happened here." Salomon quickly stood up and quietly cast a spell to remove the attention of the people around him. When he sat back on the chair, he saw Beyonita sitting there with a glass of wine in his hand.

Salomon looked around and asked Beyonetta in a low voice, "Is that you?"

"No~" Beyonetta said with a smile, "You've messed with the wrong demon, Boya. Not all demons are chaotic madmen. At least, the demon lord who signed a contract with me doesn't like others saying this."

Salomon coughed twice, "It seems that I can't say bad things about the demon in front of you?"

"But I don't think the lady would mind you saying bad things about the devil. It would be even better if she could praise her beauty by the way." Beyonetta blinked, "What bothers the eldest sister is another thing, don't you want to hear it?"

"Of course... no." Salomon said, "It's nothing more than your life experience, isn't it? I guess you'll go to Viglid to find the answer, but my ability is not enough to support me running around in places where a large group of superior angels gathered. I need to learn, train, my magic is not instinct, Beyonita, I need to build sophisticated magic to cast magic."

"What a pity." The witch seemed not surprised by Salomon's rejection, and she said, "But you never thought about why the Supreme Master asked you to act with me? I don't think I can help you find a book that no one knows where."

"It's nothing more than actual combat and travel. Although "The Book of Darkness" is also very important, I still have time to find it." The Secret Master shrugged, "I think it's a bit too much to throw me into the winged birds. Even if I can run out, I will definitely be seriously injured.

Shouldn’t the novice village run errands? It’s amazing to find cats and dogs. Don’t think about letting me free all the holy marks. In this way, my brain will probably be roasted before killing the enemy.”

"You are not a child who needs milk. It would be ridiculous to say that you are weak." Suddenly, the witch turned the topic in an irrelevant direction, and she said: "It is said that the Supreme Master can see the future."

"It can be said that there is nothing to say about more content." Salomon pushed the desserts brought back by the waiter to Bernita. There are many kinds of desserts here, and he didn't mind giving them a try.

After all, magic is vitality, and the main way to obtain vitality is to eat. He has paid for the magic of several necromancer spells. In order to make himself taller, Salomon chose to eat more, which is definitely not a reason to be greedy.

"Can you think that everything that happens on Earth is expected by the Supreme Master?"

"It can be understood this way."

"So, the Supreme Master has seen our conversation in the past, but the Venerable still asked you to come to me. This means that the Supreme Master agreed to cooperate with me?"

"Uh..." Salomon replied with difficulty, "so say that..."

"Trade?" Beyonetta stretched out a hand, "Of course, I won't let you face a large group of angels directly. I just want to be able to collect something while I fight."

"You help me?"

"I'll help you, help each other, or more."

"Hu..." Salomon looked at Beyonita's light-colored eyes and sighed helplessly, "Trade."

He held that hand.

After dinner, Salomon did not stay in the hotel for the night. He opened a portal and returned to Kamataj, leaving Beyonetta here.
Chapter completed!