Chapter 230: Igors Solo Kill

Chapter 230: Igors Solo Kill

Without a doubt, the two who chose “yes” were none other than Lise and Ashe.

That’s why everyone was so shocked—after all, it was one thing for Lise to be naive; she was still young. But Ashe, how old are you to still be so innocent?

Annan and Banjeet were somewhat resigned, as they didn’t quite understand the past of Ashe and the others, but Igor and Harvey felt the strongest about it—Ashe knew their histories all too well.

One was a Necromancer who played with corpses, the other a Con Artist harvesting a stupidity tax by selling wishes. Without any Contractual Restrictions, Ashe was really willing to cooperate sincerely with them?

No wonder Eternal Calamity refused to acknowledge you as a peer. If the Four Pillars Cult had someone like you, they might have been uprooted by the Divine Master... Oh wait, they already have been uprooted.

The Four Pillars Cult really shot themselves in the foot by taking in a talent like you.

In the look Igor gave Ashe, there was both scorn and admiration, mixed with emotions that were hard to define. Harvey glanced at Ashe, then closed his eyes, puffing on a Catnip Cigarette, deep in thought.

“...The three questions have ended. Lise has 2 points, Ashe and I have 1 each,” Annan announced, clapping her hands. “This means that aside from Lise, who can have her wish granted for free, the rest of us need to work to earn our reward.”

“If it weren’t for Ashe’s surprising answer, Lise would have had all of them right,” Igor commented, his tone intriguing.

“Kids always have better luck than adults. It’s only natural that a cute little girl like Lise has better luck than us.”

At first glance, there seemed nothing amiss with the statement.

But it was Harvey who spoke.

Ashe, bound by a Contract to protect his daughter, immediately hugged Lise close, while Annan and Banjeet watched the Necromancer warily, even Igor kept his distance.

Harvey sighed with a hint of resignation, “My praise isn’t the same as coveting, and besides, my hunting range for Humans is from 18 to 88 years old. Lise doesn’t qualify yet.”

“88 years old!?” The others took a step further away from him.

“Hmph, if you don’t want to, just say so.”

Ashe waved to the departing Necromancer: “Harvey, give me a box of Catnip.”

Igor immediately asked, “You also think life’s too long?”

“No, I just happen to have some free time recently, and I want to test the Substitute’s resistance to poison. Also, doesn’t mastery of the spirit increase with use? I feel that using the Substitute for chores has almost stopped improving my proficiency, so I need to research deeper into the uses of the Substitute...”

Poisoning a Substitute to increase control over a spirit?

Is this some kind of unconventional training method from the Four Pillars Cult?

Igor shook his head nonchalantly and followed Lise, who was about to enter the library.

Lise, noticing the Con Artist trailing behind, immediately became alert and guarded her Bracelet, “The Bracelet is already bound, so it’s useless if you try to take it. And I’ll call Daddy to come beat you up!”

“If you don’t mind, I wouldn’t object to you calling Ashe over.”

Igor pushed Lise into the library and then closed the door, like an evil queen plotting against a little Princess.

“Lise, it’s time to settle accounts.”

Seeing this, Lise immediately backed away in fear, hiding behind a desk, tremblingly she said, “I-I’m sorry, I won’t call you Aunt Bukin anymore...”

“Hmm, that is indeed a big problem, but that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about today.”

“I’m not even here for you.”

Igor crouched down to be face-to-face with Lise.

“The one I’m looking for is the other person hiding inside you.”