Should I Become a Villain?-Chapter 41 The Magic Contracts

"There's another room in this building, right? Let's talk over there."

No one disagreed with what Radmilo said. Aside from being afraid of him, the meeting room had also been devoured by fire.

Before leaving the room, Radmilo looked at Sean to say, "Put out the fire in this room. I know you have a water element."

Everyone watched him leave the room and followed him, except for Sean, who had to put out the fire first. Now they were no longer surprised if the man found out the identities of all the main members.

"What are we going to do now?" Chester whispered as he watched Radmilo's back. The man's cloak was not even damaged or burned from the incident.

None of the main members had an answer. They could not believe Enrique, the man who built the organization, had died.

It was beyond expectation. They assumed Radmilo would not kill anyone because Enrique was so powerful. The man was totally unpredictable.

Their new leader killed Enrique without hesitation, as if he could find someone better. This gave them the feeling that their lives were in the man's hands.

"That crazy guy," Chester muttered again, staring at Radmilo. "He can kill us at any time."

Chester was not the only one who had this opinion. Everyone else also felt that Radmilo considered their lives to be worthless. Through Enrique's death, he tried to show that he did not care about the powers they had. fr𝚎e𝙬𝚎𝚋𝚗૦ν𝚎𝒍.c૦m

If the man found their behavior irritating, he would do the same thing he did to Enrique. They did not want to be in that situation. Just as they were thinking about leaving the organization, Radmilo suddenly spoke.

"We don't need to care about each other. I'll ignore what you did as long as it doesn't threaten my position. Also, I can't let you leave the organization."

Even though Radmilo did not go into great detail, everyone understood what he was saying right away. The man was going to do something bad when they left the organization.

The situation left them with only one choice. If they did not want to be targeted by Radmilo, they had to stay in the organization.

"Let's make a magic contract, then. That way, we can trust you and vice versa," Muramasa said something after a long silence.

"Sure. You guys can decide after reading this."

Everyone came to a halt when Radmilo stopped right in front of a door. They frowned as papers suddenly appeared in the man's hands. Even though they were confused, they still accepted the paper given by Radmilo.

"Read."

Svein raised his eyebrows. "What is this?"

"A magic contract. You don't have to read it if you don't want to. I'll also sign the contract, so please read it all."

Muramasa examined the contract and noticed that it was a magical contract. It was not written in ordinary ink but with magic ink made from the blood of Typhon, a hundred-headed giant dragon monster. The contract contained many clauses.

After entering the room and sitting on the sofa that was there, they started reading the contents of the contract. Elena realized she had different clauses in her contract with Muramasa. Everyone seemed to have gotten a different contract.

"What does this mean?" Elena inquired on behalf of everyone else who was curious.

Then Muramasa joined the conversation. "My clause says I'll get 30% on the sale of the equipment I create, while Elena gets 50% royalty share. I understand you will give me something else, but I don't know if it's worth it."

Elena nodded as she listened to Muramasa. She did not mind the profit sharing because the contract stated that Radmilo would provide her with whatever she needed to make the items.

However, she thought Muramasa and the other main members should not be harmed by the contract. She hoped Radmilo would consider this if he did not want them to leave the organization.

"I've worked out the contract well. You haven't read all the clauses, but you already have bad thoughts about me. After all, I'm still gracious enough to give you some time to make your decision."

After hearing Radmilo's words, everyone looked at each other. They thought the man was indeed kind enough not to force them to sign slavery contracts.

"Could you give us some more time to think?" Helen ventured to ask as soon as she finished reading the contract.

To be honest, she objected to the clause that said she would take care of the high-class monsters. She had no idea why Radmilo could get a monster to give her. The man did not appear to be an awakener with monster-taming power. It would be more suitable if he got the title of a monster slayer.

"I won't give you more than three days. Let's meet here again later, with no plans to kill me, of course." e you're defending him? Are you in love with him?"

"Shut up or I'll send you to Antarctica."

Muramasa grunted that Elena could not be made fun of. He then turned to face Sean, who was still standing in front of him. "May I look at your contract?"

"NO!" Sean immediately took steps to get away from Muramasa. His actions caught everyone's attention.

Suddenly, Radmilo's words rang out in their heads. The man said something about a spy from the IRO. When they remembered his words, they looked at each other with suspicion.

"Is there anything in your contract that you don't want us to know about?" A man sitting alone in the corner of the room asked Sean. His voice was filled with suspicion, as anyone could tell.

Sean quickly defended himself. "I don't want my privacy violated. You have no right to see my contract."

"You're suspicious, you know."

"Stop talking, Flint! I understand your concern, but I'm not a spy."

The man called Flint stood up from his chair and walked over to Sean. "Then show us your contract," he asked, or maybe insisted.

"I don't want to." Sean looked around and then asked, "Are you guys going to show your contracts to others as well?"

"Of course. I'll show you my contract."

Unfortunately, only Flint agreed. Elena and Muramasa exchanged curious glances. Their contract did not contain any secrets. However, the silence of others revealed their contracts had something secret.