The First Magic World War

Qiudelo, stimulated by Bloody Glory, spontaneously activated his Fighting Spirit within, blasting Charles away. Fortunately, he had the Quickness Technique ×10, and with a twist midair and a light tap on the wall, he regained his balance and stood firmly on the ground.

Charles, looking at the Beastman of the Sacred Order whose eyes were now open, asked, "Mr. Qiudelo, are you feeling better?"

Qiudelo only felt that there was always a cluster of Runes in his mind, dictating his actions. He himself was of the Sacred Order; how could he not know that someone had plotted against him, making him sign a Magic Contract? And to his indignation, it was the most humiliating kind of Master-Servant Contract. With an angry roar, he bellowed, but halfway through his cry, his whole body was in excruciating pain; at least seventy or eighty of his bones had been broken by Antonio.

"Despicable and shameless! Dogshit, break the contract—I will kill you," he screamed.

"I will kill you in ten thousand ways."

"Scoundrel, set me free."

"Beastmen will never be slaves!"

With a smile, Charles responded, "Except for Silverback Ape People."

Never perceiving defeat or death as a significant matter, Qiudelo had fought bitterly against Antonio and a group of the Sacred Order. All that mattered to him was a good fight; whether in death he returned to the embrace of the Dragon God or became a stench-ridden pile of dirt was trivial. But what this Beastman of the Sacred Order never expected was to be severely injured by humans who then took the opportunity to bind him with a Magic Contract.

He screamed repeatedly, but he could no longer change the reality.

Antonio, worried, rushed into the room and, seeing that Qiudelo made no move to fight, felt a strange curiosity as to why the Beastman of the Sacred Order did not fight to the death.

Seeing the Old Leopard Man Tumishen enter after him, Qiudelo couldn't help but tear up, whispering, "I was wrong about you. I didn't understand your hints."

"Tumishen! I really had no idea that you too were bound by a Master-Servant Contract!"

The Old Leopard Man's face twisted oddly; he certainly hadn't signed any Magic Contract!

Then, remembering the Black Dragon, Qiudelo wept bitterly, "So Black Dragon too was caught by these despicable humans, humiliated, and bound by a Magic Contract. I thought he had betrayed the Beastmen..."

Charles thought to himself, "Black Dragon joined me for a greater cause. And where would I even get so many Magic Contracts?"

Golden Goat Herolf entered as well, and hearing Qiudelo's accusations and remorse, almost shed tears himself. Of all the Sacred Order, he was the one deceived by Charles into signing a Magic Contract!

Moreover, the Magic Contract he had signed was provided by himself!

Old Goat, upon seeing Qiudelo's inexplicable grief, hesitated for a moment but then was struck with the thought "At last, I am not the only one who signed his name incorrectly," and even felt a strange sense of relief, knowing that the Magic Contract Qiudelo had signed came from his own arm too.
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It was then that Antonio realized that Charles possessed such a unique persuasive method. He shook his head slightly and remarked, "The Mekren Family will now have a steward of the Sacred Order."

Instantly, Golden Ram Herolf's gaze changed, thinking, "What? Even this steward's position, the newcomer wants to take from me?"

"I can accept a lower status than Black Dragon, but to be inferior to this Ape Person? He too has signed a Master-Servant Magic Contract."

"Now without his iron stick and judging purely by strength, he may not be much stronger than me."

"Hmm, can two of the Sacred Order who have signed Master-Servant Magic Contracts with the same person have a private duel?"

Golden Goat Herolf's eyes filled with an array of thoughts, and as he looked towards Ape Person Qiudelo, he already harbored a sense of competition.

Indeed, he thought of his losses: the Ancient Magic Warship, the Magical Alchemy Warship, St. Michael Island, the Magic Stabbing Sword Dao Hai, the spear of whale killing...

But considering this monkey also lost the Sacred Order's Dragon Slaying Stick, he felt his strength and fate's misery would not be outdone.