Mage's Secret

Seeing Murphy getting closer and closer, Traphael finally couldn't help stretching out his staff to block him in front of him, and said: "This is not something that can be done overnight, I hope you can be mentally prepared and have enough time to do it." patience."

Murphy looked down at the emerald on his chest, chuckled and said, "It's okay, I still have some patience, but don't make me wait too long."

"You can rest assured that I will naturally do my best to do this. In addition, in order to make the cooperation between us go smoothly, I hope you can stay in the tower. I will arrange a suitable status for you , you entered the tower as an apprentice, what do you think?"

"I have no objection, after all, I have nowhere to go for the time being."

"Very well, I am very happy that the two of us can reach an agreement smoothly." Traphael said with a polite smile: "But in the end, I still have a small problem."

"What?" Murphy asked.

"Your contract mark," Traphael slowly moved the staff on Murphy's chest down, across those beautiful muscle lines, and stopped on the right side of his lower abdomen: "What's going on? "

At the position pointed by the gemstone of the staff, next to the beautiful mermaid line, it has the same pattern as Traphael's body - the black thorn-like lines are entangled with each other, which is the contract mark belonging to Murphy.But the area is only the size of two palms, more like a decorative tattoo than a contract mark.

"You mean this?" Murphy pressed his palm on the mark, looked into Traphael's probing eyes and said, "As I said before, as the creator of the contract, my mark is naturally more powerful than yours. A little bit smaller."

This cannot be described as "a little" at all. Trafael pursed his lips and tightly clutched the front of the bathrobe with his free hand. He frowned and looked at him with a malicious smile Murphy, he naturally wouldn't believe that things were really that simple.

But he didn't say anything in the end, he didn't know what the devil was planning, but he knew that it would be futile to continue discussing this matter at this moment.He closed his eyes and put the staff back.

"I've finished what I have to say, I'm going to rest now." Trafael said.

"What about me?" Murphy asked.

Traphael pointed to the door with his wand, and said, "There is still room in my tower, you can go there to rest for a night first, and I will prepare human clothes for you tomorrow, after that, you can walk in directly from the gate Can."

Hearing what he said, Murphy laughed twice and said, "Sleeping in another room? Are you not afraid that I will be discovered?"

"Do you know?" Traphael looked at him without showing any weakness: "That's just a group of apprentices who are not even spellcasters, can a high-level demon not even be able to hide from those people's eyes and ears? If you want to make trouble for me, you are making trouble for yourself."

Murphy narrowed his eyes and said, "What if I say, I want to spend the night here?"

"Forgive me for not agreeing."

"What does it matter..." Murphy's words were interrupted by Traphael's chanting, he felt his throat was suddenly strangled by a pair of invisible hands, and his voice stopped abruptly.

With a sullen face, Traphael pointed his wand at Murphy, who was ashen-faced, and recited another spell. Murphy felt a little more relaxed, but the tightness around his neck still remained.He heard Trafael say: "Listen, we are just a cooperative relationship. I don't need to be in a weak position to be at your mercy all the time. Please give me the respect corresponding to the relationship between the two of us."

The weakness was controlled by others, causing Murphy's handsome face to distort with anger, and his crimson eyes were getting darker, almost bleeding. He hissed and said, "It's just a mere human, how dare you treat me like this?" Me. I was too careless this time, next time I will definitely tear you apart before you can say the spell."

"Don't forget that there is still a contract between us. The moment you tear me apart, you will also be pierced by poisonous thorns." Traphael said blankly: "I don't think my request is too much, even if I You are a human being, you still need my strength to find your brother, and what I have done is only for the better and more pleasant cooperation between the two of us."

Murphy's face changed a few times, and in the end, although he still looked angry, he had calmed down.He said: "Yes, I will give you the corresponding respect in the future, and you can let me go now."

Traphael untied him and said with a smile: "It's a happy cooperation."

Murphy rubbed his neck and snorted heavily. He turned around and picked up the clothes he had thrown on the ground, and said to Traphael who was standing there, "Tell me where the empty room is."

"It's the one at the end of the corridor on this floor." Traphael replied.

Murphy nodded with a tense face, and the next moment the figure disappeared in place - he was invisible.

Traphael watched the door of the room being opened, and said in a low voice, "Good dream."

There was a disdainful "tsk" sound from the air by the door, and Traphael felt Murphy's breath gradually go away.He walked to the door that was still open, closed it, and sighed deeply.

From the demon's words and deeds, he could sense that this demon was just a brat who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.But thinking of getting along with such a wayward guy day and night in the future, he couldn't help but feel a sense of helplessness.

But no matter how helpless he is, he has already been summoned by him, and it is obviously not practical to return the goods, so it is better to accept his fate and cooperate with him.The little ghost also has the advantages of a little ghost, at least he can handle it. If he is an old and cunning guy, it will be difficult to handle.Besides, with this contract in place, he couldn't make much trouble.Although the contract mark is too big, but in the future, as long as he is careful not to be discovered, besides, he has no reason to undress in front of others.The two parties should squeeze out the other party's use value as soon as possible, and the early termination of the contract is the right thing to do.

Thinking of this, Traphael's mood suddenly relaxed a lot.He walked to the table, took out a piece of parchment and picked up a pen to write a letter to the clothing store in the nearby city, asking him to send him a set of clothes suitable for Murphy's figure tomorrow morning.

After tying the letter to the pigeon's leg, Traphael went to the window and let the pigeon go.

It wasn't until this moment that everything basically settled down that he breathed a sigh of relief, but he also felt exhausted layer by layer—it was really a long day.

Putting on comfortable pajamas, Traphael lay down on his comfortable big bed, said good night lightly, and fell into a dream.

What he didn't consider at this time was that he thought that the willful and difficult brat, the rascal, was beyond his expectations, and the contract he wanted to get rid of would bind him for so long.