Chapter 176

As a Hell Duke, Vanir had plenty of good things in his possession, but given the cautious attitude humans in this world had toward demons, he rarely had the opportunity to turn some of his collections into cash.

But now it was different; someone who could deal with a lich like Wiz surely wouldn't mind dealing with one more demon. Vanir was confident he could satisfy the other party's needs and thereby exchange for a large amount of money.

Of course, teasing the other party for a while and then swindling their wealth wasn't a bad choice either, but it depended on Wiz's attitude toward her partner. If they were on good terms, he wouldn't do anything too excessive.

"Mr. Vanir, I advise you not to deal with my partner."

The lich lady advised.

"What, you're afraid your partner will suffer a loss?"

Vanir asked with the corner of his mouth curling up.

"No, I'm afraid Mr. Vanir, you might get beaten to death."

Wiz said seriously.

"Hah? I will get beaten to death, are you serious? Although this is only my clone, you have also experienced the power of this clone of mine."

"Although Mr. Vanir is very powerful, I still want to say, you might still die, because my partner is a goddess and her disciple."

"Goddess, do you mean a beautiful human woman?"

Vanir tilted his head and asked.

"No, I mean the kind of goddess who is worshipped by everyone in the church."

Wiz shook her head and answered.

"So, that divine aura I sensed a while ago was actually the situation of a goddess descending to Ren Jian?"

Vanir touched his chin. As a Hell Duke comparable to a god, he wasn't very afraid of the god descending to Ren Jian; anyway, they were all half a catty, eight taels and would have their power restricted.

"However, Wiz, how did you, this guy, get together with a goddess? Are you planning to betray the contract with me?"

"Mr. Vanir, misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding. Please don't stare at me with eyes radiating killing rays, okay?"

Looking at the masked youth with red light in his eyes, Wiz hurriedly explained how she got to know Aqua and Broly.

"Eh, there really are people in this world who like liches and are ready to become partners with a lich?"

Regarding Wiz being forced into marriage, Vanir wasn't very concerned; he was just a little surprised that someone in this world would actually like a lich.

"So, Wiz, I must congratulate you. As a super old maid from a human's perspective, you can finally get rid of being single."

"Mr. Vanir, who are you calling a super old maid?"

"Isn't it obvious..."

Vanir hadn't finished speaking when he removed his mask and tossed it to the side.

"Crack~"

His body, which had originally been sitting on the chair, instantly turned into an ice sculpture.

"Long time no see. I thought your personality had improved, but I didn't expect you to still be so explosive."

The mask fell to the ground, the clay writhed, and Vanir's figure formed again. He directly retorted.

"Don't you know that casually calling women super old maids is a very offensive behavior?"

"Alright, this matter is my fault. I can apologize to you. Hmm, this annoyed emotion doesn't taste very good."

"However, I still plan to get to know that husband who likes you. Wiz, don't you mind introducing him to me?"

"Eh, what do you plan to do? Are you planning to do something unfavorable to Broly?"

"Hah, am I that kind of person?"

"You are a demon, after all."

"Although I am a demon, I have always acted openly and aboveboard. At most, I'll tell your future husband about your actual age."

"Mr. Vanir, you look like you want to die!"

Wiz kept a smile on her face, but her words were laced with ice shards, and she had already drawn her staff.

"Just kidding. Regarding your real age, I guarantee I won't mention a bit. I just want to chat about the contract between us."

"The contract is between you and me, isn't it?"

"But aren't you going to marry someone else? When humans marry, they declare before the god that they will share weal and woe and never part. This means my contract with you will extend to your future husband."

"Of course, I won't be too excessive, but I must ensure the guy who likes you is someone willing to share responsibility with you and fulfill the matters of my contract."

When Vanir first met Wiz, Wiz was just a little girl. He had pestered her for many years and gained a lot of negative emotions by teasing her.

Therefore, Vanir still had feelings for Wiz, but those feelings were not romantic love; they were more like an old father looking at his daughter.

This made Vanir want to investigate and see what kind of person the lich who liked Wiz and had the identity of a goddess's disciple was.

"So, Wiz, are you an old cow eating tender grass?"

Looking at the boy who only came up to his own thigh, Vanir fell silent for a while before turning to ask the lich.

"What do you mean I'm an old cow eating tender grass? Clearly, I'm the one being liked!"

Wiz hurriedly retorted. She was not a lich involved in statutory rape.

"Wiz, who is he?" Broly looked at Vanir. From this person, he sensed an aura not inferior to Aqua's.

"He is..."

Before the lich lady could introduce him, Vanir introduced his own identity first.

"I am one of the Demon King Army Executives, the Hell Duke who leads demons, the Archdevil Vanir who sees through everything in the world. Nice to meet you, little ghost with a strange necrophilia who seems to be favored by the gods."

Vanir bowed slightly, his movements very elegant, but his words were not pleasant to hear.

"I am Broly, not a little ghost."

Broly frowned slightly and corrected Vanir's words.

"You had Wiz find me. Is there something?"

"It's nothing major. I just want to get to know the person who likes Wiz and discuss with you matters regarding the contract between me and her."

"A contract?"

Broly was confused, while Wiz explained: "When I first obtained the lich transformation magic, I signed a contract with Mr. Vanir, agreeing that after becoming a lich, I would help him realize his wish."

"My wish is to taste the highest-grade negative emotions, then depart in glory!"

Vanir interjected.

"The specific plan is to build a glorious underground dungeon, so that adventurers who fight their way here with great effort, after defeating me with difficulty, obtain only a treasure chest containing a paper strip with the character 'Empty' written on it, while I savor their frustration and perish!"

"This is a strange fellow, isn't it?"

The lich lady pointed at Vanir and retorted.

"But according to the contract's content, I must also undertake the construction of the dungeon as he envisioned, including providing the corresponding financial power."

"As this lich's creditor, I must remind you, little ghost: if you want to be with her, you must bear the contract between her and me."

Vanir bowed his body, staring at the boy before him with eyes glowing red, seemingly trying to intimidate him.

"How much money do you need?"

"That's a rather blunt question, but it's not about money."

"Not about money?"

"It's about people."

Vanir said seriously.

"Before the contract is completed, Wiz belongs to me, and now someone is eyeing my property and even attempting to seize my possession. As a Hell Duke, how do you think I should treat you, this bold fellow?"

"Hey, my contract with you didn't say I sold myself to you!"

The lich lady retorted.

"Whatever the price, I can pay it. Please give me the power to save my companion."

Vanir said nothing, only taking out a Magic Projection Device and playing on the spot the scene of when he dueled the Ice Witch back then—her resolute moment of making a deal with him, a demon, to save her companion.

"Ah, why did you leave a recording?!"

To be honest, the scene of Miss Wiz in her human era speaking those words with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth was truly full of charm.

"Heh heh, this was what you yourself said back then—that no matter the price, you must save your companion. Although I didn't ask you to sell yourself, you sold yourself to me of your own accord."

Vanir covered his mask and laughed heartily. Wiz's negative emotions truly smelled quite good; choosing to record the scene of signing the contract back then was indeed an absolutely correct decision.

"Then what do you want?"

A great devil creditor suddenly appeared on Wiz's side, which Broly hadn't expected, so Broly couldn't help but ask.

"Well, if I make you give up Wiz..."

Vanir hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted.

"That's impossible."

Wiz's Happiness Value had already risen to over three hundred points. Though it couldn't compare to Aqua's and Darkness's Happiness Values, it was already a value not to be ignored.

Not to mention a single devil creditor arriving—even if a group of devils came to collect debts, Broly still wouldn't give up.

【At worst, the person dies and the debt disappears!】

A dangerous thought suddenly popped into his head, and Broly looked at Vanir with a glare.

Vanir had wanted to nod in agreement with the boy's determination to obtain Wiz, but suddenly received malicious emotions from the Saiyan boy.

This emotion was so full that even Vanir, a Hell Duke, was stunned.

"This is how it is: I'm not someone who likes to break up lovers, but I can give you an opportunity. How about we have a fair duel?"

"As long as you can beat me in a solo challenge, I will dissolve the contract with Wiz."

"But if you lose to me, you must also become someone who sells themselves to me."

Hell Duke Vanir extended a duel invitation to the Saiyan boy.

The stakes were respectively 【Wiz's Personal Freedom】 and 【Broly's Personal Freedom】.

(Chapter End)