"You said this, if you have the ability, come." Lance stood behind Minister Onester, and at some point he put a dagger on Onester's neck and smiled.

"Boy, you are dying early!" Zhu Tian said angrily.

"Yes, I'm looking for death, then you can kill me." Lance said excitedly without bothering.

"Horse head!" Zhu Tian shouted.

"I understand." The next moment, the horse's head kicked...

"Horse head?" Zhu Tian turned his head and looked at the girl who did not act because of his instructions and said in confusion.

"I was restricted from moving." Horsehead said.

Zhu Tian then lowered his head and looked at the horse's head's feet-

Sure enough, a few shadows wrapped around the horse's head's feet like tentacles, firmly fixing her to the ground, unable to sprint.

Then, Zhu Tian's expression moved again, and he looked down at his feet. Like the horse's head, he was entangled by seven or eight tentacles that emerged from the shadow.

Shadow spell, shadow web.

"No, then I'll fight back." Lance said to Zhu Tian with a grim look.

Zhu Tian didn't answer, but stared at Lance with cold eyes, waiting for his next words.

And this answer didn't make him wait long. Almost the next moment when Lance finished speaking, a huge black coffin suddenly rose out of the shadow under his feet, closed it, and locked Zhu Tian into the coffin. Then, with a flash, the coffin melted into the surrounding space at a speed visible to the naked eye until it completely disappeared, leaving no traces left.

"What's wrong with Brother Zhu Tian!" Matou asked with a serious expression.

"If I am exiled to the shadow plane, basically if I don't want to be kind, he will never think of returning to this world in his life." Lance put away the dagger in his hand, walked to the side, sat down at the dining table and said.

"Now, can you tell me your choice? My lovely Matou Miss, is I going to accept my invitation and become my collection, or go to the Shadow Plane to accompany your elder brother named Zhu Tian, ​​from now on, and completely disappear in the world?" Lance leisurely pulled the plate in front of the minister, picked up the top piece of meat, and took a piece of uncontaminated meat from the bottom, put it in front of him and asked slowly.

"Do you really like me?" Mata asked with a look of surprise.

"Otherwise, why should I keep you as a dangerous person and invite you to become my collection?" Lance smiled.

"I really don't have to die if I become your collection?" Mata's eyes flashed and he asked again.

"I like living, capable collectibles, not cold, unresponsive corpses," Lance replied.

"Okay, then I accept your invitation and will be your collection." Matou replied.

"real?"

"real."

"Isn't I thinking about pretending to surrender first, and then sneak attacking and killing me when I relax my vigilance." Lance revealed.

"If you are worried, you can't accept me." Mata's head moved his eyes, turned his head away, and retorted in a way that retreated to advance.

"Then sign a contract." Lance smiled.

"Contract?" Matou looked at Lance with confusion.

"A special contract that can force you to order you when you rebel." Lance smiled.

It turned out that Lance would not have such a contract. Even though he learned a lot of knowledge about the alien world from Dimia, after experiencing the World of Shield Braves, he learned this contract technology called the slave contract. In addition, coupled with the improvement of the contract system contained in the Holy Grail system of the Moon World, the new slave contract in Lance's hand is even stronger. Not only will the body be controlled by the contract, but even the soul will not be able to escape his control after death.

"It's considered to add insurance to your surrender. So as long as you don't have any unfaithful intentions, I won't use this contract to force you to do things you don't like."

Horsehead didn't say anything, but just looked at Lance and became cold.

"Sure enough, your surrender is false." Lance chuckled.

Then the shadow tentacles that originally restricted the movement of the horse's head climbed up again, like vines, passing through her body and climbing onto the horse's head's hands, completely limiting her limbs and movement ability.

Then Lance officially stood up, stepped to the horse's head, which was limited in resistance, turned into a brush and matching ink, dripped a drop of his own blood into it, and used magic potion with his own blood to draw a slave contract pattern full of shielded brave world characteristics on the horse's chest.

Then he walked back to Minister Onester, pressed his head with the mage's hand, pulled open his collar, exposed Onester's neck, and drew the same thing in the position of his cervical spine.

"Bang."

Lance then released his control over Onester and restored his subjective consciousness.

"Who are you!" Ornest, who had recovered consciousness, was startled by the sudden appearance at the dining table and enjoying his favorite piece of meat as if no one was around, and asked him loudly with a slightly ugly face.

"Ah!" As soon as he finished speaking, a strong current and electric shock surged all over his body, making him scream violently and irresistibly.

"How is it, do you feel comfortable?" Lance asked with a smile as he looked at the corner of his mouth, and Secretary Onester who was lying limp on the dining table like dementia.

Although the horse head on the side did not speak, she was also shocked by Onester's performance. Because she could see clearly that Lance went directly to Onester after drawing something for herself, and judging from the movement of her arms and the reaction of her muscles, the painting seemed to be the same thing, so the pain that Onester had suffered before was the power of the contract in Lance's mouth, if this was applied to her...

The horse's head shivered after thinking about it.

Too scary.

"Who are you?" Onester calmed down and asked in a humble tone.

"It didn't matter who you were, but from now on, you just need to know that I am your master." Lance ate a whole piece of meat again and said, "If you can't remember, just recall your feelings just now. As long as I'm unhappy, this experience will appear on you anytime, anywhere."

"Of course, you can also choose to find someone to crack it or find a way to hire someone to destroy me, but I want to remind you that before you decide to do this, consider whether you can withstand the revenge torture that comes after me."

"As for how powerful I am, you can ask the girl from the Imperial Fist Temple over there, she should be able to explain to you how I invaded here."

Onester turned his head and looked at the horse's head beside him.

"Brother Zhu Tian was killed by him. In an instant." Ma Tou smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!