The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 110 Contract and Wizard

Sauron was expressionless, but waved his hand.

Under the control of the Psychic Rune, the window opened automatically, and the bitter cold wind poured into the room, and Littlefinger also hurried in.

"It's still warm inside the room!" Littlefinger said with a playful smile.

"What's the matter, tell me as soon as possible."

A trace of coldness flashed in Sauron's eyes. He hadn't forgotten that Malice had sent Pierre to Night Crow City to deal with his affairs.

"Ok."

Littlefinger nodded, and said, "Your Excellency Sauron must have known about Redwater City and Riverrun City by now."

"The thirteen cities in the western region, except for Night Crow City, are all under the control of the Duke of Ferrs."

"Miss Manlis's meaning is very simple. Instead of pointlessly resisting, why don't Your Excellency Sauron accept the reality and surrender to the Duke of Ferrs?"

Hearing what Littlefinger said, Sauron frowned.

"Are you here to persuade us to surrender?"

Sauron had a half-smile, and said quietly, "Malice may have forgotten that Pierre died at my hands. Aren't you going to avenge him?"

"Your Excellency Sauron may have misunderstood."

Littlefinger shrugged his shoulders and said, "Although Pierre and Miss Manliss both came from the Tower of the Dead, there is no relationship between them."

"Pierre's coming to Night Crow City is entirely his own behavior."

"All of this has nothing to do with Miss Manliss, so there is no need for Your Excellency Sauron to worry, Miss Manliss will take revenge on you."

"Ah!"

Sauron sneered, and said softly, "Since Malice wants me to surrender, what are the conditions? How much benefit can I get?"

"How about the inheritance from the Tower of the Dead?"

Littlefinger spread his hands and said, "Miss Manliss promises that as long as Night Crow City is willing to surrender, then she can become a member of the Tower of the Dead."

"As far as I know, although Your Excellency Sauron embarked on a wizarding journey, he did not have a complete wizarding inheritance."

"In other words, you are just a lonely family without any organization to rely on. Under such conditions, it is not easy to achieve something in the pursuit of truth."

Littlefinger shook his head and said.

A thought flashed in Sauron's eyes. It seemed that Malice had conducted some investigation before sending Littlefinger here, so she knew a lot about herself.

"What is Malice's status in the Tower of the Dead?"

After a while, Sauron's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "With just one word from her, can I join the Tower of the Dead?"

"Miss Manlis is a disciple of Lord Anlia."

Littlefinger puffed up his chest, with a flash of pride in his eyes, he said, "And Lord Anlia is the leader of the Tower of the Dead, a real wizard!"

"A real wizard?" Sauron's heart skipped a beat.

"Not bad!"

Littlefinger nodded and said: "Joining the Tower of the Dead, Miss Manliss can forget everything before that."

"However, in order to express sincerity, Your Excellency Sauron needs to sign a contract."

"Of course, this is also a condition that everyone who joins the Tower of the Dead must accept."

"Contract? What contract?" Sauron frowned slightly.

Littlefinger had been prepared for a long time, and took out a contract from his arms and handed it to Sauron.

Looking at the contents of the contract, Sauron's face was slightly gloomy, and a trace of unkindness flashed in his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on Littlefinger.

"Is this Malice's sincerity?" Sauron raised the contract in his hand.

"Please do not misunderstand, Your Excellency Sauron."

As if sensing Sauron's cold gaze, Littlefinger felt a little guilty, and hurriedly said, "Every member who joins the Tower of the Dead must sign this contract."

"Not even Miss Malice."

"Your Excellency Sauron should also be clear that the wizarding world has always believed in the principle of equivalent exchange. If you want to obtain the wizarding inheritance of the Tower of the Dead, you will naturally have to pay something."

"After all, in the Lost Continent, although there are many wizard organizations, there are only a handful of forces with official wizards in charge!"

"Sign this contract, I promise, what you get is much more than what you paid for!"

Littlefinger talked eloquently about the benefits of joining the Tower of the Dead, but Sauron remained expressionless, and the contract in his hand was swallowed by dark green flames.

Seeing this scene, Littlefinger didn't dare to speak anymore.

"The two countries are at war, and the envoys will not be beheaded."

Sauron said indifferently, "Go, go back and tell Malice that I will not accept her conditions, and Night Crow City will not surrender."

"...I understand, Your Excellency Sauron."

Littlefinger hesitated for a moment, sighed and shook his head, then said nothing more, turned around and flew out of the window as a vulture.

In the room, Sauron's eyes flickered slightly.

Joining the Tower of the Dead was indeed a great temptation for him, but the conditions in the contract were something Sauron could not accept.

According to the above content, once Sauron signs the contract, he must serve the Tower of the Dead for at least 30 years.

During these 30 years, the Tower of the Dead will provide Sauron with resources on a regular basis, but at the same time, Sauron also needs to obey the orders of the Tower of the Dead. Even if he is asked to perform some dangerous tasks, Sauron has no right to refuse, otherwise he will be killed Backlashed by the contract.

Perhaps for the vast majority of apprentices, signing such a contract can obtain the inheritance and protection of the Tower of the Dead, which is something that can be considered.

However, Sauron was not among them.

With a proficiency system, as long as he practiced step by step, even without an organization to rely on, his growth rate would never be too slow.

You know, the current Sauron has only been on the wizard journey for about half a year, but he has already become a third-level apprentice.

For the vast majority of people, this realm may take a lifetime to reach.

"wizard!"

After Littlefinger turned into a vulture and flew away, a trace of thought appeared on Sauron's face. If the other party hadn't lied, there would be a real wizard in the Tower of the Dead behind Malice.

According to the description in Uris' notes, apprentices and wizards are not on the same level at all.

If the wizard from the Tower of the Dead takes action in this war, then Sauron's only choice may be to abandon Night Crow City and run away.

"probably not."

Sauron shook his head and said to himself, "For some reason, the wizards of the Tower of the Dead should not brazenly intervene in the affairs of the Western Region."

"Otherwise, with the strength of the opponent, I'm afraid he would have helped Phils unify the Western Territory long ago!"

"Perhaps, the other party is also afraid of something..."

"If the wizard from the Tower of the Dead doesn't make a move, then Night Crow City will only have to face the Western Territory Army and Malice!"

"The support from the north will arrive in Night Crow City in three days."

"With the current strength of Night Crow City, plus those two thousand soldiers, it should be no problem to defend the city, but I don't know how long it can last."

Sauron stroked his chin, thoughts flickering in his mind.

(End of this chapter)