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Chapter 52. The Deal Was Completed?
With the Scarlet ritual, Mungo quickly gained an invincible army and became the God of War, establishing his own Red Mist Empire.
What happened next was exactly what Char had expected. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Most people who jumped off a cliff to find the secret manual would be involved in the bloody world. They might even have to watch their beloved woman die in their arms, or make a difficult decision in front of them. As the saying went, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility.
In short, there must be a reason for it to be there, and nothing could happen without a beginning or an end.
Mungo was the same.
He thought it was a simple deal, but it was actually forced.
The first time, it used a worm's flesh and blood. The second time, it used twice the amount. The third time, it used four times. Then, it used eight times, sixteen times, thirty-two times. It demanded more and more flesh and blood.
Soon, there was not enough livestock for Mungo to abuse, so he turned his eyes to the slaves.
Although he had tried to put an end to it with a series of desperate ideas such as "give me a piece of meat that I can't finish eating," "give me a domestic animal with almost infinite fertility", "stop this damn deal", he would always be told "I can't do it, please change the deal" by the other side.
Until that "Nuclear Bomb PTSD" appeared.
"You all thought that I was scared out of my wits by the long-ear's spell, but that's just a facade. I'm just leading the team to our deaths." Mungo's eyes were filled with ridicule.
"That's the 16th year. 65,536 times the weight of the 'first transaction'. In terms of people, that's more than 300,000 people. There aren't many slaves left, but I only have a year left."
"Aside from whether there are so many people in Elfheim. Even if I go in and bring them out, there's not enough time to escape."
"So you thought of sacrificing your own soldiers?" Char asked.
"What else can I do? The Scarlet ritual has turned them into war machines. Should I not sacrifice them and choose to sacrifice the innocent people to stop the Barbarian's roots?"
"You think you're so noble?" Char laughed.
"Noble? Who are you scolding? I've never thought of that. I'm just a gambler who has been forced into a dead end," Mungo laughed
After a pause, he continued, "I thought that was the last deal. I intended to make it clear to it that even if there was a deal later, I would rather die than continue. However, 'it' told me that the deal would not stop. Even if I died, it would find my child. If my child died, then others—all those related to me—would inherit everything I had obtained, obtain power, and continue this deal. However, fortunately, There's still a way to end this deal."
"What?" Char asked curiously.
"It gave me two options. The first option is that I can 'return' the transaction. I have to return everything I've obtained to it—since power first came from it, the status, glory, and even life that I've fought for with my power and all the subsequent transactions belong to it.
"The real Mungo had already died in the stomach of the worm. Now, I should return everything I have. So, I will return to the beginning, stay in the worm's stomach, die like that, and become the worm's feces. The transaction will stop there."
Char laughed when he heard this.
Mungo also laughed, but his laugh was extremely bitter.
He seemed to have heard the voice in Char's heart, and he said in a low voice, "That's right, who would agree to it? So I rejected it and chose the second option, which is to carry out the 'trade' for it."
Char's eyebrows twitched. He knew that the key to the problem was here.
"This sounds very tempting. You just need to find an idiot like me and trick it into taking the bait, so I agreed."
"But you're like this now, ...."
"This has nothing to do with me," Mungo's expression was a little bitter.
"This is the first time someone has come to make a deal in so many years. We're still in the 'down payment' stage. Since blood had flowed in a few days ago, the 'trade' had been forced to begin. But until now, their 'down payment' hasn't been paid, and the extra 'payment' is now in my body, so I can't move."
Mungo struggled to raise the back of his head, but he gave up after a few seconds.
"Oh dear Father, the first transaction is already this huge, it has already exceeded the upper limit, how should we continue? I'm worried about you guys."
"We? This has nothing to do with me," Char shook his head.
"Nothing to do with you? Nons… Don't worry, there's no one else here, why are you still lying to me?"
"It really doesn't have anything to do with me." Char frowned.
"Are you saying that you tricked me into touching this door because it's related to me?" he asked.
Mungo smiled in embarrassment.
"What's the deal?" Char asked.
"Open the door…" A moment of hesitation later, the master-servant relationship prompted Mungo to tell the truth.
"At that time, the 'strongest desire' you displayed was to open the door and leave. As the manager, I should have guided you to complete the transaction, but I didn't do so and chose to 'acquiesce'.
Char was speechless.
He was almost tricked!
However, from a different perspective, if he did not interrupt, the church spent so much time and effort gathering tons of blood to "charge" it, and in the end, used to exchange for a useless 'door opening' deal, he would probably faint if he was the Holy See.
"If I hadn't appeared, would you have done the same?" Char asked.
"I would."
"Aren't you afraid that the person would be infuriated by rage and would rather harm the people around him than choose the second path?"
Mungo was silent.
"You may be thinking that if the person can't get what he want in the first trade, he will most likely be unable to carry out the second trade. Just like one becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, you can continue to deduce endlessly. As long as you get stuck at the first step, it will be no problem." Char laughed.
"However, you didn't anticipate 'it' to be this huge. This ability allows the deal to continue without getting anything from you. I didn't know you were a 'Benevolent King' who cared about the red earth grasslands, Mungo," Char laughed.
Mungo did not answer, but stiffly squeezed out a flattering smile.
"This time there's no need for those schemes. This matter will end in your hands ...."
At this moment, the domineering and brave demeanor of a God of War could not be seen in Mungo's eyes at all. His smile was somewhat flattering, somewhat humble, but it was more pleading than others.
He tried his best to keep a low profile, hoping to hear a positive answer from Char.
Even though Char did not have a good impression of him, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
"But I'm not the one who initiated the transaction. And I'm curious, why are you so sure it's me?"
"The buyer's information is written on the bottom right corner of the door. You can go and take a look!"
Char leaned over suspiciously, but before he could see the words, he heard a system notification.
[Transaction complete.]
[There are 364 days, 23:59:59 left until the next transaction,]
"Huh?"
With the Scarlet ritual, Mungo quickly gained an invincible army and became the God of War, establishing his own Red Mist Empire.
What happened next was exactly what Char had expected. There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Most people who jumped off a cliff to find the secret manual would be involved in the bloody world. They might even have to watch their beloved woman die in their arms, or make a difficult decision in front of them. As the saying went, the greater the power, the greater the responsibility.
In short, there must be a reason for it to be there, and nothing could happen without a beginning or an end.
Mungo was the same.
He thought it was a simple deal, but it was actually forced.
The first time, it used a worm's flesh and blood. The second time, it used twice the amount. The third time, it used four times. Then, it used eight times, sixteen times, thirty-two times. It demanded more and more flesh and blood.
Soon, there was not enough livestock for Mungo to abuse, so he turned his eyes to the slaves.
Although he had tried to put an end to it with a series of desperate ideas such as "give me a piece of meat that I can't finish eating," "give me a domestic animal with almost infinite fertility", "stop this damn deal", he would always be told "I can't do it, please change the deal" by the other side.
Until that "Nuclear Bomb PTSD" appeared.
"You all thought that I was scared out of my wits by the long-ear's spell, but that's just a facade. I'm just leading the team to our deaths." Mungo's eyes were filled with ridicule.
"That's the 16th year. 65,536 times the weight of the 'first transaction'. In terms of people, that's more than 300,000 people. There aren't many slaves left, but I only have a year left."
"Aside from whether there are so many people in Elfheim. Even if I go in and bring them out, there's not enough time to escape."
"So you thought of sacrificing your own soldiers?" Char asked.
"What else can I do? The Scarlet ritual has turned them into war machines. Should I not sacrifice them and choose to sacrifice the innocent people to stop the Barbarian's roots?"
"You think you're so noble?" Char laughed.
"Noble? Who are you scolding? I've never thought of that. I'm just a gambler who has been forced into a dead end," Mungo laughed
After a pause, he continued, "I thought that was the last deal. I intended to make it clear to it that even if there was a deal later, I would rather die than continue. However, 'it' told me that the deal would not stop. Even if I died, it would find my child. If my child died, then others—all those related to me—would inherit everything I had obtained, obtain power, and continue this deal. However, fortunately, There's still a way to end this deal."
"What?" Char asked curiously.
"It gave me two options. The first option is that I can 'return' the transaction. I have to return everything I've obtained to it—since power first came from it, the status, glory, and even life that I've fought for with my power and all the subsequent transactions belong to it.
"The real Mungo had already died in the stomach of the worm. Now, I should return everything I have. So, I will return to the beginning, stay in the worm's stomach, die like that, and become the worm's feces. The transaction will stop there."
Char laughed when he heard this.
Mungo also laughed, but his laugh was extremely bitter.
He seemed to have heard the voice in Char's heart, and he said in a low voice, "That's right, who would agree to it? So I rejected it and chose the second option, which is to carry out the 'trade' for it."
Char's eyebrows twitched. He knew that the key to the problem was here.
"This sounds very tempting. You just need to find an idiot like me and trick it into taking the bait, so I agreed."
"But you're like this now, ...."
"This has nothing to do with me," Mungo's expression was a little bitter.
"This is the first time someone has come to make a deal in so many years. We're still in the 'down payment' stage. Since blood had flowed in a few days ago, the 'trade' had been forced to begin. But until now, their 'down payment' hasn't been paid, and the extra 'payment' is now in my body, so I can't move."
Mungo struggled to raise the back of his head, but he gave up after a few seconds.
"Oh dear Father, the first transaction is already this huge, it has already exceeded the upper limit, how should we continue? I'm worried about you guys."
"We? This has nothing to do with me," Char shook his head.
"Nothing to do with you? Nons… Don't worry, there's no one else here, why are you still lying to me?"
"It really doesn't have anything to do with me." Char frowned.
"Are you saying that you tricked me into touching this door because it's related to me?" he asked.
Mungo smiled in embarrassment.
"What's the deal?" Char asked.
"Open the door…" A moment of hesitation later, the master-servant relationship prompted Mungo to tell the truth.
"At that time, the 'strongest desire' you displayed was to open the door and leave. As the manager, I should have guided you to complete the transaction, but I didn't do so and chose to 'acquiesce'.
Char was speechless.
He was almost tricked!
However, from a different perspective, if he did not interrupt, the church spent so much time and effort gathering tons of blood to "charge" it, and in the end, used to exchange for a useless 'door opening' deal, he would probably faint if he was the Holy See.
"If I hadn't appeared, would you have done the same?" Char asked.
"I would."
"Aren't you afraid that the person would be infuriated by rage and would rather harm the people around him than choose the second path?"
Mungo was silent.
"You may be thinking that if the person can't get what he want in the first trade, he will most likely be unable to carry out the second trade. Just like one becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight, you can continue to deduce endlessly. As long as you get stuck at the first step, it will be no problem." Char laughed.
"However, you didn't anticipate 'it' to be this huge. This ability allows the deal to continue without getting anything from you. I didn't know you were a 'Benevolent King' who cared about the red earth grasslands, Mungo," Char laughed.
Mungo did not answer, but stiffly squeezed out a flattering smile.
"This time there's no need for those schemes. This matter will end in your hands ...."
At this moment, the domineering and brave demeanor of a God of War could not be seen in Mungo's eyes at all. His smile was somewhat flattering, somewhat humble, but it was more pleading than others.
He tried his best to keep a low profile, hoping to hear a positive answer from Char.
Even though Char did not have a good impression of him, he could not help but sigh in his heart.
"But I'm not the one who initiated the transaction. And I'm curious, why are you so sure it's me?"
"The buyer's information is written on the bottom right corner of the door. You can go and take a look!"
Char leaned over suspiciously, but before he could see the words, he heard a system notification.
[Transaction complete.]
[There are 364 days, 23:59:59 left until the next transaction,]
"Huh?"
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