"Teacher, what's going on?" Salomon sat in front of the Supreme Master. On the table in front of him was a very simple ring with the six-pointed star emblem engraved on it. "Teacher, stop taking my orange soda. Tell me why did Belier take the contract in front of me? I always felt that the demon had bad intentions."

"This is a lawsuit that can last until the destruction of the universe, Salomon." The Supreme Master looked relaxed and placed several empty glass soda bottles beside her. This is a small game between Ancient Master and Salomon. Salomon will hide his secret snack lock, and the Venerable will crack it. But so far, Salomon has never won. The Venerable said, "Did Belier say that he is just reaffirming the contract?"

"Yes," replied Salomon, "but I did not sign the contract."

"Because the essence of the soul will not change, your current name is just a pseudonym in Belier's opinion, so he will naturally not let you sign it again." The Supreme Mage reached out and twisted out two bottles of soda from the portal, and knocked on the table, indicating that Salomon would cool down. "When Belier was playing with King Solomon's soul with joy, suddenly one day, King Solomon's soul disappeared! This is a big deal. The devil originally suspected that it was God's fault, but he could not enter heaven at all, even if he could take the title of "Satan" from Mephisto's hands. And now you appear."

"So Belier thinks I'm King Solomon?" Salomon casts a spell to cool down the soda, "What about this ring?"

"This ring is naturally the proof of King Solomon's order to the Seventy-Two Demon Pillars." said the Supreme Master, "Belil insisted that he owns your soul. He wanted to continue the contract and take your soul away again. As for the trick you made on the contract, it did not work at all. Belil's cunning is far beyond your imagination. As mentioned before, the essence of the soul is unchanged, and he insisted that the soul belongs to you after death is him."

"But I am not King Solomon!" Salomon exclaimed, "I don't think my soul is King Solomon's soul."

"Maybe." The Venerable looked at Salomon with a little meaning, "but Belier doesn't think so."

"I just want to know now whether that contract is binding on me." The young secret wizard spread his hands, "I don't want to let my soul run into the hands of the demon because of a contract I have not signed. What is this? Is debt inheritance? All I have is the holy mark."

"There is a certain binding force, Salomon, because you have the same power as King Solomon. Although this is only the reason for the holy mark, in a sense, you are the same person as King Solomon." said the Venerable, "At least you have to have the power to resist Belier. And, it is very likely that it is more than Belier."

"What does it mean?" Salomon was a little confused now. Could it be that the contract signers were not only Belier?

"The day you summoned the demon was the full moon." said the Venerable, "The moon may also represent Lilith, who knows?"

"Huh..." Salomon sighed, "Teacher, tell me how much debt I owe. Anyway, I don't plan to pay back the debt I owe to the devil, but at least I have to know who the creditor is."

"The riots occurred in the abyss on the day you were born." The Supreme Master God said, "Although those demon lords did not order,... the demons that riots were almost all over the abyss. You can estimate it yourself."

"Teacher, is it still time for me to run away now? Will I be prosecuted by some demonic court? If those demons had the brain to establish a court."

"What do you think?" The Supreme Master pushed the soda to Salomon, "This is a good thing. Most people do not have the ability to cause trouble."

"Okay." Salomon sighed, putting the ring on his left little finger. If he had a choice, he would definitely not want this big trouble. He said, "Then I'm destined to fight the demon."

"It may be more than a fight." The Venerable looked at the ring and said with satisfaction, "It looks pretty good. It's just that the magic of summoning the demons needs to be paid by yourself. Don't worry, we can visit Domaum again when you finish this matter. I believe he will miss you very much."

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Beyonetta looked at the bench sitting on the square and sighed, "Is the matter done?"

"Um...it's done. Let me be quiet for a while. I've drunk too much soda." Salomon raised his left hand so that the witch could see the ring on his left little finger. "I also want to leave my ring finger for the wedding ring! Wait, what kind of outfit are you? Should I leave for a day or two and you will defect to the angel?"

Beyonita was covered in a white slim fishtail skirt, her beautiful long hair and beautiful face were also wrapped in white turban hats. Even the pair of glasses with butterfly shapes turned into simple round-frame glasses.

If it weren't for the beauty mole on the corner of his mouth and the highly recognizable voice, Salomon would almost never recognize the witch in front of him.

"Nun~" Beyonetta seemed to have some prank ideas. She said, "This is a common hunting method, boya. Although this method is not very effective in normal times, it must be possible this time. Because the Ragnas committed suicide again, the angels will definitely come to collect their souls. Look at me, the kind-hearted big sister is holding funerals for those idiots."

It was late at night, and Beyonita and Salomon were located in a Cathedral of Lagna in Naples.

As the day of the advent of Jubilus, the creator of Ragna believers, many Ragna believers from all over the world held resurrection ceremonies, and even the crazy believers committed suicide in order to praise the coming of God. The bodies of suicide believers were parked in the church.

Enzo took on the job of holding a funeral for the Ragnas, and this job naturally required Beyonetta's efforts. The witch planned to lure out some slightly heavy angels, because the scattered weak angels were not enough to offset the magic she paid for by summoning the demons.

"Boya, don't compete with me for prey this time. Gomorrah is already hungry." The witch blinked, stepped on her long legs and walked towards the church.

Salomon sighed again and stood up from the stone bench. He patted the red skeleton robe and followed up dejectedly. According to the Venerable, from now on, the surveillance work of the witch clan will be handed over to him. As for why it is not handed over to others, there have been explanations before, so I will not repeat it.

When Salomon walked into the church, he found a place that no one paid attention to and sat down on the second floor corridor.

"For the sorrow that is far beyond our city, for the eternal sorrow that is far beyond ours, for the annihilation of people who are far beyond ours." Beyonita stood in front of the altar full of candles, holding her hands tightly in front of her chest, and her slightly hoarse voice echoed in the empty church, "Those who enter this door must give up all hope..."

Well, this prayer is very religious. Only those who have abandoned everything will not be able to leave after they believe in religion. Salomon nodded. It seemed that the person who designed these prayers was very charlatan, and the doctrine of the Ragna Order was comparable to pyramid schemes.

In front of Salomon, Beyonetta was lowering her head and chanting a prayer. As for when the angels would come, it was all about luck, but Beyonetta insisted that those angels would not give up on the souls of the Ragnas - if the angels did not come, then beat Enzo.

It seems that I have to wait.
Chapter completed!