Chapter 57: Servitude Contract

Conifer Valley, Fierce Bear Ridge.

Golden dawn illuminated the mountain rocks and vegetation, gilding them with brilliant radiance.

Garos pinched the back of Long Long Weila's neck with his claw, lifting her before him as one would a kitten, and examined her closely, asking, "You say you come from the Feywild?"

The fairy dragon drooped her tail and nodded.

Garos clicked his tongue, surprised that this little creature truly had some background.

The Feywild.

This place is also known as the Fey Realm, a plane of existence inhabited by various fey creatures, and it is no obscure minor plane.

On the contrary, it is quite famous, containing numerous deities of miniature races.

At this moment.

Information regarding the structure of worlds and planes surfaced in Garos's mind.

Simply put.

A plane is a collection of worlds.

Countless different worlds huddle together like bubbles, forming planes based on similar characteristics.

The world where Garos currently resides belongs to the Material Plane.

The Material Plane is the foundation of all other planes, possessing the most balanced elements, making it the most suitable plane for various races and all living beings to inhabit and develop; other planes often possess specific traits, making them more suitable for creatures of certain specific attributes.

For instance, the infamous Abyssal Plane is the domain of demons.

The Feywild is the territory of the fey.

"According to its story, it was accidentally swept into the Material Plane out of curiosity, and because of that curiosity, I caught it."

"A fairy dragon's curiosity is like a dragon's arrogance and pride."

"The curiosity inherent in its nature led it step by step to its current state, becoming my prisoner."

Garos stared at the fairy dragon, thinking, while warning himself that he must never let desire and emotion control him; otherwise, the fairy dragon before him would be a warning example.

Samantha approached, carrying the sulfurous scent of a red dragon, and curiously sized up the fairy dragon Long Long Weila.

"This is... a fairy dragon?!"

"Garos, where did you catch this fairy dragon?"

The red wyrmling extended her tongue to lick her jaw, her eyes gleaming with drooling desire.

"She looks delicious; I've heard fey creatures taste very good. May I have a taste?"

Dragons do not have the habit of eating their own kind.

But because fairy dragons are too weak.

The red dragons, who worship strength, do not recognize the fairy dragon's draconic identity in their traditions, viewing them as pixies, leprechauns, and similar fey lifeforms.

"Long Weila has no meat, tastes bad, don't eat me."

The fairy dragon was frightened by Samantha, covering her eyes with her claws, too afraid to look at the red dragon.

"No."

Garos refused Samantha's request.

"She is my trophy, and she is useful to me; do not think wild thoughts."

Saying this.

Garos opened his mouth and spat out the Silver Frost Ring, handing it to Samantha.

"The energy is exhausted; replenish it for me."

Garos could not recharge this cold-attribute alchemical item.

Samantha does not possess ice-type skills either, but as an alchemist of her kind, she mastered the skill of converting magical energy into item energy to recharge items.

Taking the Silver Frost Ring.

Samantha looked at the fairy dragon with curiosity and drooling desire a few more times, glancing back with every step, before returning to her alchemy workshop, which she had rebuilt on the open ground of Fierce Bear Ridge.

"Huff, I almost got eaten."

The fairy dragon exhaled a long breath, looked gratefully at Garos, and said softly:

"Th-thank you for not letting her eat me."

Garos's eyes flickered as he realized this fairy dragon's logic was somewhat abnormal.

She seemed not to have considered that it was because Garos caught her that this situation arose; instead, she isolated this event and thanked Garos for saving her from the evil red dragon's maw.

"She should be very easy to deceive."

Garos pondered, then a plan sprang to mind.

Holding the fairy dragon with his right claw, he closed his eyes slightly, chanting strange words the fairy dragon could not understand, while extending his left claw, stretching out a sharp hooked toe to trace and draw in the air.

As if performing some mysterious magical ritual.

Finally, Garos suddenly thrust out his sharp claw and tapped the fairy dragon's forehead.

"Done, the contract is established."

Garos immediately released the fairy dragon and said.

Not knowing what Garos had done, the released fairy dragon did not run away immediately; her heart tense yet curious, she blinked and asked, "Contract? W-what contract?"

Garos: "Naturally, a servitude contract."

The fairy dragon's eyes showed suspicion.

She felt no obvious magical fluctuation.

Moreover, regarding a skill like a servitude contract, she did not think Garos could master it.

But.

Garos's serious appearance did not seem like he was deceiving a dragon.

Garos smiled and said, "Do you feel hot all over and your heart beating faster now?"

The Fairy Dragon was terrified, spinning anxiously in place, her heart beating even faster.

"How, how did you know?!"

Garos spoke seriously, "Because this is the reaction of the contract being established; your life and death now rest on a single thought of mine."

The body heat was because he was quietly radiating warmth, raising the air temperature; as for the racing heart, it was purely caused by nervousness and fear.

Enslavement-type contracts and spells are never of too low a level.

Garos indeed did not possess one; through the Warlock Path, among the spell skills obtained in his bloodline, none of this type existed currently.

It's over! Enslaved by an evil dragon!

The Fairy Dragon hung her head in dejection, accepting her fate.

"What, what do you want to do by enslaving me?"

Recalling Garos's ferocious posture when he had chiseled the tree earlier, the Fairy Dragon trembled in fear.

"Do not be nervous; I have no intention of harming you."

Garos chuckled, "On the contrary, my enslavement is also protection for you. If you obey obediently, I allow you to move freely in the valley; the Savage Bears will become your partners, will not harm you, and will even play with you."

After coercion came inducement.

Garos targeted the Fairy Dragon's nature specifically to lure her.

As a dragon kind, he knew deeply where the weaknesses of dragon kind lay.

As expected, after hearing Garos's words, the Fairy Dragon's dim eyes instantly lit up.

Play!

This word was no less than a stimulant to the Fairy Dragon.

Since arriving in the Material Plane, the Fairy Dragon Long Long Weila had never played happily again.

The creatures here were each more fierce and terrifying than the last; they did not like to play with her, and the moment they discovered her, they would immediately open their blood-filled maws to eat her.

She could only hide here and there, secretly teasing the Savage Bears with invisibility spells to amuse herself.

The Savage Bears did not even know this Fairy Dragon existed; they remained unmoved by her teasing.

This way of playing that received no reaction made the Fairy Dragon gloomy and depressed; her scale color was dimming day by day.

"Good, good."

She nodded excitedly, then spun around Garos.

"Can you play with me too? Long Long Weila likes playing the most."

(End of this chapter)