Wizard: I can refine everything

"Looking for me?"

The captain listened to the first mate's message, his face was uncertain.

What does this wizard want to do?

The captain was not blinded by hatred. In the decisive battle, all the fire lizards who were eager for revenge and glory died on the battlefield.

Every fire lizard participating in the Fire Plan is a person who is more rational than emotional.

They shoulder the responsibility of inheriting the fire lizard clan and cannot tolerate any impulse.

But the captain thought for a long time and still couldn't guess what Richard wanted to do.

When wizards want slaves, they always beat them half to death, then imprisoned them and threw them into slave bags. If wizards want intelligence, they also beat the fire lizards half to death and then tortured them with soul spells.

If the wizard wants wealth or specimens, it's even simpler. There's no need to control the strength to beat them half to death, just beat them to death directly.

The captain really couldn't figure out what Richard could do.

Dongdongdong!

The door of the captain's room was suddenly knocked.

"Captain, I think we can talk."

The captain's face froze. The wizard came to the outside of the captain's room silently, but he didn't notice it at all.

The captain nodded to the first mate, who came to the door nervously and prepared to open it. The captain drew the scimitar at his waist, ready to take action if anything went wrong.

Squeak!

Perhaps it was due to lack of lubrication, or perhaps the first mate was too nervous, so he unconsciously exerted force.

When the door of the captain's room was opened, the door hinge made a harsh sound.

Under high tension, the captain subconsciously took action.

The black gold scimitar in his hand suddenly ignited a golden flame, and the energy in the whole body was attracted by this knife, pouring into the blade like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, and the golden flames surged like a volcanic eruption.

The wind helped the fire!

Ding!

The half-broken scimitar drew a clear pattern in the air, nailed straight into the metal wall of the captain's room, and completely disappeared.

The captain looked at the scimitar in his hand in a daze. Where the blade of the scimitar pointed, a pitch-black crow claw blocked its way.

"Captain, this welcome ceremony is a bit impolite."

The captain looked at the door and saw a wizard in a black wizard robe looking at him quietly, and on his shoulder, a black crow retracted its claws.

A thought suddenly flashed through the captain's mind.

Invincible.

"Wizard, what do you want to do with me?" The captain asked stiffly.

He knew that he could not defeat this wizard, but as a fire lizard, he really couldn't be hypocritical to the wizard.

At least not now.

"Let's talk about the fate of you and your crew." Richard replied lightly.

"Fate?"

"Yes, your future fate depends entirely on you."

Richard took out a soul contract from his pocket and handed it to the captain.

"Sign this, you can live, don't sign, you will only die."

The captain took the contract and glanced at the content.

The text of the contract was written in Salamander language, and the wording also carried the style of the Silver Horn nobles. It was hard to imagine that these words were written by a wizard.

The content of the contract was very simple. To put it simply, once they signed the contract, they would become indigenous employees of the Richard Jorode Wizard Chamber of Commerce.

After becoming an employee, the employee needs to abide by the rules of the Chamber of Commerce. Once the rules are violated, the wizard will punish according to the content of the rules.

Most of the content of this contract is the rules of the Chamber of Commerce, which can be said to be very lenient in the eyes of the captain.

Any Salamander nobleman's rules for treating servants are ten times stricter than this, and the punishment is ten times more cruel.

This contract actually stipulates that a Salamander only needs to work for eight hours. This is ridiculous. Even Salamanders will not set such lenient rules for Salamanders.

This is the case among the same race, so how can a wizard set such rules for Salamanders?

The captain put down the contract and replied in a somewhat stiff voice:

"Wizard, this is a good joke."

"Joke?" Richard smiled and shook his head, "This is not a joke, you are going to sign this contract.

I would like to add that signing this contract is equivalent to the "soul oath" you mentioned, and the binding force is very strong."

The captain looked at Richard coldly: "You mean you plan to hire us, and then let us work eight hours a day when there are twenty-four hours a day, and even have one day off every six days.

You will also provide us with food and shelter during this process. If we perform well, we can even eat the meat of the flame beast.

And after a fire lizard has worked for a certain number of years, you will give him freedom..."

The captain read the contents of the contract one by one. At the end, the captain sneered almost every time he read a sentence.

It is better to let him believe that the king of fire lizards will return like lightning tomorrow, sweep the wizards, fight all the way to the wizards' hometown, and take the wizards as slaves.

At least the latter one is more pleasant to think about.

"I repeat again, this contract is real. This is exactly what you are going to sign." Richard said impatiently.

The captain's attitude did not surprise Richard. In fact, a considerable number of his fire lizards had the same attitude when they saw the contract.

Richard's conditions were too good, so good that it seemed like a joke.

However, some smart people could see the trap hidden in this contract.

Take the most attractive freedom for example.

Richard's promised freedom will indeed be fulfilled, but at that time, Richard will definitely squeeze out the last bit of surplus value from the Salamanders. Salamanders of this age are useless to Richard, and giving them freedom is a very good choice.

Richard thinks this approach is quite black-hearted.

But everything is afraid of goods. In the context of wizards and even Salamanders, Richard's method of squeezing out surplus value and throwing them away is actually quite humane.

After all, to do this, at least let the Salamanders live until the day when they are worthless.

The captain stared at Richard for a long time, and the wizard in front of him didn't seem to be joking.

Is this contract real?

The captain took the contract in front of him again and read it again word by word against the Salamander text on it. He even read the pattern on the edge of the contract carefully, fearing that Richard was hiding the text as decoration.

He was born in the Shield of Morik, and he often dealt with wizards. Naturally, he had seen the soul contract used by wizards to enslave Salamanders, and he could also identify its authenticity.

The contract in front of him was indeed real.

"Why." The captain put down the contract, "Wizard, why do you do this."

The captain used his feudal aristocratic thinking, but he couldn't figure out why Richard made this condition.

"Salamander, I've said enough." Richard replied calmly, "If you ask stupid questions like this again, I'll feed you to my crows."

Hearing this, Ulises looked at the captain with some expectation, and the greedy eyes made the captain shudder.

The crow stared at him.

The captain took a deep breath, and now he had to make a choice.

Sign the contract or make bird food for the crow.

As a salamander, he and the wizard also have an irreconcilable hatred. But at the same time, his reason told her that hatred can't solve any problems.

The wizard will not die because of his hatred, and his crew will not live because of his hatred.

The salamander clan is about to die, and now every free salamander is precious.

They shoulder the responsibility of passing on the culture of the salamander clan!

Moreover, the wizard promised freedom in the contract, and the conditions he offered were quite good. Under this wizard, they might live better than in the [New World].

Moreover, once the soul contract is signed, it cannot be changed. As long as they sign the contract, the wizard will definitely fulfill the terms above.

Thinking of this, the captain made a decision.

"Give me a pen."

Richard smiled and nodded:

"Okay, you made a correct decision, and the fire lizards will be passed down under your decision."

The captain held the pen and signed his name on the contract with difficulty.

He kept repeating to himself that this was for the inheritance of the fire lizards.

However, he intentionally or unintentionally overlooked one point.

His ship was not the only fire lizard left. If they all died, it would not delay the inheritance of the fire lizard clan.

The captain did not want to admit that he was actually afraid of death.

But this did not delay this from being a correct decision.

Because Richard had already discovered their traces, it was only a matter of time before the [New World] was discovered.

If the leaders of the New World could not make the right decision, then extinction would definitely be waiting for them.

After the name was written, the contract turned into a ball of fire and disappeared into the air.

The invisible connection connected Richard and the captain together. Richard smiled brightly and took out a stack of soul contracts from his pocket.

"Captain, I'll leave it to you next."

The captain took the contract. At this moment, he had no psychological burden, or in other words, there was no turning back.

"Yes, Richard."

...

An hour later, the captain returned to the captain's room with several unused contracts.

"Sir, there are five fire lizards who are unwilling to sign the contract. I have dealt with them."

Richard nodded and put the contracts back into his pocket.

"Very good, I will go and repair this ship for you. You should have a sea chart. I will sail back to your headquarters later."

The captain's body stiffened, and he asked in a somewhat awkward voice:

"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

"Don't understand?" Richard looked at the captain, and the smile on his face seemed like a devil's grin to the captain.

"Why do you think I came to the deep sea of ​​the lava sea?"

The captain felt a chill rushing from his tail to his innate sense.

Yes, this is the deep sea of ​​the lava sea, why would the wizard come here?

The captain looked up at Richard stiffly:

"Sir, did you come here specifically to find us?"

Richard smiled and nodded:

"I have been looking for you in this sea area for three years. If you hadn't shown up, I might have to spend some more time.

But none of this matters."

Yes, none of this matters.

The important thing is that the wizard already knows that they have fled to the deep sea of ​​the lava sea.

Richard patted the captain and said earnestly:

"Captain, you should be glad that I found you. If it were any other wizard, you wouldn't even be qualified to be enslaved."

The captain collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself with a trembling mouth:

"The fire is out."