Chapter 590 - Contractor (7)

"Why are you just standing there? Didn't you want to become my contractors? We need to start digging," I gestured to them.

"You're not digging yet," a fairy pointed out.

I brightly smiled, using my bȧrė hands to rip the grass out from the ground. Bigger bugs appeared deeper inside the ground, I needed to create a deep hole. Once I got rid of the grass, I began to pull the dirt into my hands, shaping large spheres. Pretending I was getting rid of the dirt, I threw them towards the fairies, ruining their clothes. My dress was ultimately destroyed, the white fabrics smeared with green stains mixed with muck.

The fairies were too stunned to dodge, finding themselves as sudden targets. I cheered inside my heart as I noticed one of the fairies beginning to explode. I was surprised to find the other fairy to have a lot of patience, his expression bȧrėly changing. Maybe I would need to dig this hole faster to push one of them inside. Bribing them with money was the last resort, the gatekeeping telling me they were wealthy anyways.

"Why are you not joining me?" I pouted.

"My dress!" She was trembling in anger.

"If you're my contractor, your clothes will always be dirty. I always collect bugs in my spare time," I flawlessly lied.

"So dig!" I ran towards her, pushing her towards the hole.

Before she could react, I used all my strength to push her into the hole. Although the hole wasn't deep, a sudden swarm of bugs entered the area. I covered my ears as the fairy screamed, finding the bugs swallowing her feet. Her face was flushed red, streaming in a mix of panic and anger. She flew towards the sky, desperately shaking her feet to remove the bugs. However, the bugs gripped onto her, unwilling to let go.

"That's not fair! You took all of them!" I stomped my feet.

"I give up. I can't be your contractor. You mannerless child!" She teleported to disappear.

"Let's continue without her," I faced the last remaining fairy.

"Aren't you supposed to be engaged to the heir of the Roselia family? They're known to be one of the strictest families in the other dimension," he tried to study me.

"A lot of things changed on the other side," I shrugged.

"So do you still want me as your contractor?" I made his hands dirty.

"I need my mana back," he nodded his head.

"Then how about returning the rest of your mana and giving you some money to compensate you?" I suggested.

"You already have a contractor?" The fairy wondered.

"I don't. I summon the gatekeeper sometimes," I revealed.

"I have more than three million Memors," I tapped my bracelet to show him.

"Do you take me to be a beggar?" He refused the money.

"Aren't you a beggar? You're begging me to return your mana so I'm offering money with it," I smirked.

"You still didn't give up Micah?" A former potential contractor joined us.

"He should just take the money and leave," I agreed.

"You're going to have a hard time with this spoiled mannerless child," she supported me.

"She has the potential for an unlimited amount of mana," he was tempted.

Unfortunately, they were interrupted when my legs went weak, wobbling until I collapsed onto the floor. My vision suddenly spun, swirling to make everything double. I grabbed my neck, unable to breath, wondering the cause of the sudden change. The fairy frowned, "you went too far with the reversal. She's one second away from death."

"You have to make the decision soon. She won't last for two more days," she studied the table.

"I won't agree to make you my contractor," I managed to cough out.

"How about you create a different contract for this child? You can make an equal agreement," she suggested.

"When he asks for mana, you have the right to refuse or demand equal payment. Although the reversal will continue, he will bear some of the pain with you, sharing the burden. But the other parts of his role will act like a contractor," she explained.

"What parts of a contractor?" I began to choke.

"You can summon him whenever you want. He can also exchange currencies for you," she stared at me suffering.

Compared to the pain, it didn't seem like a bad deal. I nodded my head, willing to go with this option. Micah sighed from knowing he had no other choice, "we can go with this agreement. However, we can break the agreement if both parties agree after one year to either evolve it or eliminate it."

"Hurry up and finish the agreement," I squeezed out.

"We're moving the days of freedom to fifty years later," Logan determined.

"That's not what you promised," I narrowed my eyes.

"Micah, I want you here," I instantly tried to summon him.

I patiently waited under the pressure of everyone else against me. An increasing tiny hole, swirling and full of condensed mana until a tall figure stepped into the room. Unfortunately, Micah appeared equally uncooperative like inside my dreams, making my face frozen.

"What do you want Rika?" He appeared extremely annoyed.