chapter 3 Demon contract

Livier is very good-looking, but... Under that good-looking appearance, there is a demon like heart!

If her suitors saw the tragedy of Charles, they probably wouldn't think so.

Several huge fresh wounds on his back were bloody and covered the crisscross old scars before. His originally delicate little face was alternating blue and purple, especially his right eye, which was swollen and could not be opened.

Dragging his tired body to climb to his bed, Charles turned over and let his back cool outside. Every move hurt, and he took a breath.

Livier was born by a doctor, and his sister, who was related by blood, was also his youngest sister.

The woman seemed to enjoy the madness of child abuse very much. Originally, Charles thought that her situation would be much better after she went to violet college.

But what it brings is only the torture that Livier intensifies every holiday.

This is the consequence of having no strength. He has no ability to resist.

It's sad to be born in such a big, chaotic family without a backer.

Maltreatment of his brother is really a normal little thing in the aristocratic circles of the imperial capital!

If their scandal broke out, the Duke would certainly choose to sacrifice him to quell the public opinion, compared with Livier, who also owns one of the eight red blood aristocrats, the Vincent family.

This is also the reason why Livier does whatever she wants. She knows that Charles dare not say it.

"Bang bang!"

The door of Charles' room was knocked. He clenched his teeth, turned over, put on a clean coat, and climbed to the door.

"Who is it?"

He can't open the door easily to let outsiders see him now.

"It's me, Charle!"

The low and dignified male voice sounded, which stunned Charles.

The door of the room was pushed open by the man outside. It was a middle-aged man. The man wore the iconic Golden Eagle badge of the West family on his right chest. The tight leather coat could not cover the burly outline of his chest. His eyes were as sharp as eagles, and the bloody smell on his face made Charles shrink his nose.

"Uncle Jack, why are you here?"

Charles clenched his teeth and showed a smile. He lowered his head slightly and let the long bangs cover his red and swollen eyes.

The man in front of him was Jack West, his uncle and the general of the Legion who is now opening up the territory for the West family.

To Charles' bewilderment, he was not familiar with the uncle in front of him at all. He even crossed from him and met the general at the medal ceremony three years ago.

Shouldn't he be on the front line now? Why did you suddenly come back to find yourself?

The man seemed to see Charles' doubts. He reached out and groped in the leather coat, and took out a broken dagger.

After a moment of meditation, Jack slowly said to Charles:

"Charles boy, isn't it your enlightenment ceremony soon?"

Seeing Charles nodding, Jack grinned and tried to look friendly.

"Charles boy, do uncle a favor and take this dagger with you during your enlightenment ceremony, OK?"

Charles's eyes were frozen, and he carefully observed the dagger. The dagger was only the size of his palm, and a huge gap broke out from the blade tip. The whole dagger was engraved with strange patterns, flashing cold light at night.

Charles' sapphire eyes drooped slightly and didn't speak. He didn't want any accidents in his enlightenment ceremony, but he also knew what it would cost to refuse the man in front of him.

As time passed, the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence, and Jack's smile solidified on his face.

His face quickly cooled down, and his right hand roughly grabbed Charles' collar and picked him up like a chicken. His tone was cold, and his horrible murderous spirit rushed straight at Charles.

"Boy, I'm not discussing with you. You must bring this dagger into your enlightenment ceremony. Do you understand?"

The wound on his back pricked with the closeness of his clothes, but Charles looked up like nothing and looked directly at Jack's eyes as dark as falcons.

"The enlightenment ceremony is very important to me. You should also know that this is the only opportunity for me to get my father's attention. Without my father's attention, I will be killed by my brothers and sisters."

Jack smiled, stared at Charles' thin body and his face flushed due to lack of oxygen, and grabbed Charles' big hand with a slight force.

"Can you believe I'll kill you now?"

Charles didn't speak, but still looked directly into Jack's eyes with his sapphire eyes. He knew that this was his father's castle. Even if he didn't pay attention to himself, Jack didn't dare to kill himself here.

However, Jack's behavior in front of him also confirmed his inner thoughts. First, Jack's request can only be fulfilled by himself. Otherwise, there is no need for him to stare at himself with so many children, it is very important for Jack to bring the dagger in, and his father can't know it yet.

"Are you not afraid of death?"

Jack increased his strength again, but shire's eyes did not fluctuate, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Let go of me, Uncle Jack. Threats are useless to me."

Charles finally spoke, his voice calm and indifferent.

Jack snorted coldly and threw Charles to the ground. The cold floor pierced Charles' wound, and his thin coat was printed with blood marks.

Charles stood up in pain, his thin body in sharp contrast to Jack's burly body, and his voice was still calm:

"Let's make a deal!"

Jack smacked his mouth with great interest, took off his coat and threw it on Charles' bed. He cocked his thighs and almost had a cigarette.

"What do you want?"

Charles continued:

"You should know my current situation. If you want me to bring this dagger in, at least I need to live until the enlightenment ceremony!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely let you live until the day of enlightenment!"

As for later... Jack took a deep look at Charles.

Charles took a deep breath, and his words were startling:

"Give me 100000 gold coins, three holy spars and a bottle of Warcraft blood in the third sequence!"

With that, he took a careful look and found that Jack didn't seem to have a very obvious look change.

Jack answered almost without hesitation:

"I promise you!"

It's over, it's less. Seeing that the other Party promised so readily, Charles can only sigh secretly and say again:

"How can you guarantee that you won't cheat me?"

Jack felt a piece of yellow parchment from his arms. On the parchment, there was a huge scarlet pupil, which occupied almost all the back of the parchment.

"This is the demon contract. All those who violate the contract below the seventh sequence cannot escape the curse of death."

"Let you write this contract. Take this dagger at your enlightenment ceremony, and I will give you 100000 gold coins, three holy spars, and Warcraft blood to ensure your safety."

"Those who betray the demon contract will die miserably!"

........

After a long time, Jack walked away contentedly with the demon contract. After Jack left, Charles lay back in his bed.

Writing the demon contract needs to use the ancient demon language. Just now he consulted the demon language dictionary for a long time before he translated the content to be written completely.

Now he is very tired and needs a rest.

Just as he was about to go to sleep, his door was pushed open again, and a slender thigh came in.

"Shire..."

In the dark, the delicate red lips are like blood. What is opposite to the madness of the woman is the deep fear on the pale face of Charles lying in bed.

"Livier..."

The gate was closed.