“–Master Cyclo. We’re finished preparing the slave contract.”

“Yeah. What should I do?”

Cyclo releases Mist and turns toward the slaver.

“The magic circle I drew on this paper is the magic circle of the slave contract created by my job skill “Slaver Dealer”. The contract is concluded by placing a part of the body of the contracted person here, such as a hair, and having Master Cyclo channel magic power into it.”

“I see. Is there anything I need to be careful about?”

“If the slave’s magical power is significantly greater than Master Cyclo’s magical power, the slave contract can be forcibly destroyed to nullify the contract. Other than that, there is nothing special.”

“I understand.”

Cyclo’s ability is extremely high due to the fact that he attacked the Deep Hole.

Therefore, there was no possibility that Mist’s magical power would greatly exceed that of Cyclo.

“Then, let’s do the contract right away.”

The slaver pulls out a strand of hair from Mist.

He places it on the piece of paper with a magic circle drawn on it and hands the whole piece of paper to Cyclo.

“Then, Master Cyclo, please channel your magic power here.”

“Okay.”

Cyclo – remembering the time when he used his “Clock User” skill – channeled his magic power into it.

All skills are activated using magic power.

Therefore, even Cyclo, who has no magic skills, is familiar with the sensation of handling magic power.

“T-This is ……!?”

As soon as Cyclo poured in the magic power, the magic circle of the slave contract emitted an intense light.

“I-I’ve never seen …… or heard of anyone making a contract with this much magic power!”

Despite the slave dealer’s astonishment, Cyclo steadily poured in magic power.

After a while, he feels the limits of the magic circle, so he stops pouring magic power.

Then, the light emitted from the magic circle peels off the paper and flies toward Mist.

The light gathered around Mist’s neck and settled there — and after the light subsided, a tattoo-like pattern appeared on Mist’s neck.

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“T-The slave contract was a success. The pattern on her neck is the proof of the slave contract. When you give an order, please give the order while letting the magic power flow through the pattern. If the slave tries to disobey the order, the pattern will emit heat, strangle the slave, and stops the slave’s movement.”

The slave dealer was taken aback by the light so strong, but he hurriedly regained his composure and returned to his work to explain.

“I see. Is there anything else?”

“If you think of the punishment to be inflicted while channeling magic power into the pattern, the same effect as if she had disobeyed an order will be triggered. The order will be triggered if the magic is strong enough, even at a distance. I suppose that’s about all you need to remember.”

“All right, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Cyclo had no intention of punishing Mist through the sentence.

But, he needs to give some orders so that she doesn’t betray him. So, it is a knowledge to remember.

“Well, then, Master Cyclo. The payment will–“

“Yeah, please withdraw it here.”

Saying this, Cyclo offers his guild card.

The Adventurers’ Guild has an account, so Cyclo’s guild card is linked to that account as well.

With the information on his guild card, he could make payments by withdrawing from his account at the Adventurers’ Guild.

“Yes, sir–“

The slave dealer says, accepting the guild card.

He then inserts it into his magical tool to read the information–and shouts loudly.

“W-W-W-W-W-What!?!!?? S-, SSS rank!?”

This is because the information read from Cyclo’s guild guard was too unbelievable.

“…… What. Do you suspect it’s a forgery?”

“N-No. It’s not like that.”

“If you wanted proof, I could have obliterated this place, though. Thank God that wasn’t necessary.”

“Aha, ahahaha ……”

The slave dealer did not suspect the forgery of the guild card either.

That’s why he was surprised, and that’s why he broke out in a cold sweat, because he was sure that Cyclo’s words were not a lie. 

“Well then, I’ll use this place again if I ever need your help again.”

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“P-Please come visit us again. Thank you very much ……”

With one last, oversized bomb drop, Cyclo left the slave dealer’s store.