Chapter 43: Healing Misla and reaping the benefits

Chapter 43: Healing Misla and reaping the benefits

Author Note:

Just to make it less confusing, magic is a general term here. Whether one uses holy energy, demonic power, or mana, it does not matter. The result is called magic by me.

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Tom has finished filling the second contract and then approached Natasha, taking her hand and gently dragging her towards Misla's bed.

"Hold the contract." Tom said and Natasha confusedly obeyed and gripped a side of the contract with her fingers.

Tom then pulled Misla's hand from under the sheets, making it weakly clasp the other side of the contract, his fingers that held her hand in place also briefly touching it.

Unlike the contract with Sairaorg, this one was based on a magical signature. There was no way Misla could sign anything in her state so he had to go around that hurdle.

Looking at Natasha, Tom reassuringly smiled and said, "Push a bit of your magic into the contract to establish a connection."

When he felt that Natasha did as she was told, Tom pushed his magic into the contract. Though, he channeled his magic through the hand of Misla Bael, making her a part of it as a bit of her own magic was mixed in.

Normally, this would have never worked. Even a sleeping devil would completely wake up if somebody tried to do this and that would have been the end of that. Only because of Misla's condition was it possible for Tom to go around that hassle.

The deal was established without a hitch and the three magical signatures were accepted, their roles in the deal filled in.

It was amusing. Every being had this thing called self-preservation instinct and with magic added to the equation, such a thing could do really wondrous things. Even to the point of making 'decisions' for its owner based on intentions and subconsciousness.

Magic was not conscious nor did it have sentience. But it could access Misla's brain, and through it, the desires of her subconsciousness.

Naturally, Misla subconsciously desired to be healed. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Misla was a high-ranked devil and she had a shitton of life energy available to her. What were two hundred years to her? Just a drop in the bucket. Hence, her demonic energy saw no problem with accepting this part of the deal either.

With the contract established, Tom used the knowledge he gained by scanning the Evil Pieces in tandem with the findings of his Sacred Gear and snapped Misla's soul and body back together with his magic.

It was instantaneous and seemed like something easy... but the amount of technical knowledge one had to have to even think of doing it this way was staggering. No wonder nobody found a solution to this disease yet.

At that moment, Misla opened her eyes wide and gasped for air, awake once more as both the contracts were fulfilled.

Tom felt getting quite a bit of mana and a hundred years' worth of life energy. Frankly, the mana was nothing extraordinary. Tom didn't jump a rank or anything. It did bring him a lot closer to high mid-rank reserves but it was still not enough.

The life energy, on the other hand, now that made Tom excited because he just got an idea of how to use his Sacred Gear to get more benefits from this for barely any effort. Seeing how the life energy of devils worked was a great inspiration for him.

At the same time, Natasha also took a sharp intake of breath as she felt a whole percent of Misla's reserves being stuffed into her, her own meager reserves widening to accommodate all this energy. In just a second, Natasha went from unranked to average low-rank energy levels and the feeling it gave her was exhilarating.

She felt energized and alive... more so due to the hundred years worth of life energy that filled her life energy pool.

But there was something else. Something... destructive.

It didn't want to get out of her or anything. It was fully under her control. She just couldn't help but feel it since it was not there before. She felt as if she suddenly gained a sixth sense that was always on the edge of her mind, refusing to leave.

She instinctively knew that something would happen if she channeled her magic through this feeling and...

It freaked her out a bit. Yet, she remembered the deal Tom made with Sairaorg and how he made her sign it... and it all clicked in her mind.

She turned toward Tom and tugged his hand, "Tom, I feel-" She worriedly started only to be instantly shushed by her partner.

"Not now, Natalia. We will talk about it once we are back at home, okay?" Tom playfully quipped, but his eyes... they almost screamed at her to be quiet. Let's just quietly appreciate the moment, shall we?" Tom nonchalantly continued, gesturing toward the confused Misla and the bawling Sairaorg who was hugging her for dear life.