Zombie Bodyguard-Chapter 1519 - 1516: Contract

The Sword Spirit started by cursing loudly, and eventually, its voice grew weak, you could vaguely hear it calling Lin Tian’s name.

"Master, is it already burned to death?" Charlotte asked curiously when she heard no sound.

"As the Sword Spirit of the mighty Sword of the King, it’s not that easy to die; it’s pretending to be dead," Lin Tian rolled his eyes, piercing through the Sword Spirit’s ruse.

"You... You are too cold-blooded, can’t you soften your heart considering that your King is almost dying?" The Sword Spirit indeed spoke again, but this time its voice was much weaker; even a Sword Spirit could not withstand the torture of the Purple Fire.

Lin Tian sneered, "Pretending to be pitiful, if I wasn’t fast enough, you would have already escaped with my sword, disappeared without a trace, maybe found a powerful master, and came back to deal with me. Let me tell you, I, Lin Tian, do not need traitors."

"I admit, Your King concedes, I am willing to recognize you as my master, promising never to betray, as long as you retract the Purple Fire." The Sword Spirit trembled, seemingly truly subdued by Lin Tian’s coldness, willing to acknowledge Lin Tian as master.

"Heavenly Dao is unfair, vows are like farts; who punishes when they are broken? Don’t talk to me about vows." Lin Tian said expressionlessly, the burning Purple Flame still flickering.

"Boss, spare me; as long as you spare me from death, I am willing to sign a contract with you!" The Sword Spirit shouted for mercy, speaking of the contract, it seemed to have made a big decision, truly fearing complete destruction.

The birth of a Sword Spirit is exponentially more difficult than a person’s, so it does not want to die.

"Oh? What’s this contract about?" Lin Tian’s expression softened slightly, and he asked in confusion.

Since it was brought up, the Sword Spirit decided and straightforwardly explained, "This contract is called the Master-Servant Contract, originating from one of the court wizards under King Arthur. It is said that the great wizard created it from the Elf Spell. Once the contract is signed, you become my eternal master, nothing can change that, and I can’t resist any of your orders."

"Is there such a spell?" Lin Tian was somewhat skeptical, but thinking of Zhang Lingyu’s miraculous spells, nothing seemed impossible.

The Sword Spirit quickly added, "Of course there is; the Master-Servant Contract is like the Bloodline Power of the Blood Clan; lower clans cannot resist the one that created them."

Lin Tian turned to Charlotte, who reminisced slightly before speaking, "I remember now, there is such a legend within the Blood Clan Alliance. It is said this Master-Servant Contract comes from ancient Elf spells, older than the Thirteen Blood Hosts, but the spells have long been lost."

"Since it’s lost, how do I know if it’s true? More importantly, what if the spell ends up with you as the master and me as the servant? Who do I cry to? Little Ya, I’ve experienced your cunning," Lin Tian immediately rejected. A non-reversible thing like the Master-Servant Contract must be approached with caution; being controlled by the Sword Spirit would be a disaster.

"Master, you don’t need to worry about this problem. The Master-Servant Contract was established with humans and Artifact Spirits in mind. This contract always positions humans as masters and Artifact Spirits as servants, it can’t be changed," Charlotte explained.

"Lin Tian, Master Lin Tian, I’m begging you, don’t hesitate anymore, hesitate longer and I’ll be burned to death..." The Sword Spirit urged again, its voice growing weaker.

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow, carefully sensing the new sword’s aura, it was indeed somewhat unstable, like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

"Alright, how is the contract completed?" Lin Tian asked.

"You don’t have to say anything, I’ll just recite the spell, but when the spell takes effect, you must not resist, not even a hint of resistance, or the contract can’t be completed," the Sword Spirit solemnly instructed.

Lin Tian nodded, "Go ahead."

The Sword Spirit was silent for a few seconds, then its voice sounded again: "I sign the contract with Lin Tian, recognizing Lin Tian as my master, eternally relinquishing freedom, eternally obeying Master Lin Tian’s orders. If I defy, I shall be automatically sealed, eternally descending into the abyss of darkness..."

Initially, it was in ancient English, which Lin Tian could understand, but later it was some peculiar sounds, the tones very strange, but exceptionally beautiful, like a language from an elegant race.

This spell was recited for a good ten minutes; just as Lin Tian thought it would go on endlessly, it abruptly stopped, and the Sword Spirit ceased to chant.

At the moment of ceasing, a golden light shot out from the sword’s body, aiming for Lin Tian’s chest. Lin Tian instinctively wanted to dodge, due to Lin Tian’s instinctive resistance, the golden light halted a few centimeters away.

Charlotte quickly said, "Don’t resist, accept it."

Lin Tian instantly activated his vision, scanned the golden light quickly, found no danger, and thus gave up resisting. The golden light continued forward, silently burrowing into Lin Tian’s chest.

As the light entered, Lin Tian felt a warm current, then it seemed as though something had been added to his mind, making him feel a closer connection with the new sword.

Feeling something unusual at the chest, he pulled his shirt with his left hand, looking down to find a mark at the chest, shaped like a small sword, appearing in faint gold like a tattoo.

"Kid, the contract is complete, quickly retract the Purple Flames, otherwise I’ll be burned to death," the Sword Spirit called out quickly.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Lin Tian looked down at the sword in his hand and did not retract the Purple Fire.

"Master, hahaha, you are obviously my master, I haven’t gotten used to it yet, please forgive me," the Sword Spirit once again showcased its playful character, laughing.

Lin Tian nodded satisfactorily, then retracted the Purple Fire, upon retraction, the Sword Spirit let out a long "Ahhh" sound, as if relieved from Purgatory.

After a while, the Sword Spirit seemed to regain its vigor but suddenly began to cry: "Boo hoo hoo... I’ve suffered such a loss, from now on a slave and servant..."

"Shut up!" Lin Tian’s face stiffened, shouting loudly, "Always crying, acting like a woman, are you not embarrassed for us men?"

"Damn, when did I ever say I was a man? A Sword Spirit doesn’t have a gender," the Sword Spirit shamelessly and confidently argued.

Lin Tian’s face grew dark, wondering if he had made a wrong decision; after this ordeal, this fellow’s playful nature hasn’t changed at all, still shameless, indeed, changing the throne is easy, nature is hard to change.

"Ahem..." Lin Tian pretended to cough twice, and seriously said, "Stop crying; following me won’t mistreat you, my previous promises remain unchanged, with plenty of Purple Flame Energy, ensuring that you marry a wealthy beauty and reach the pinnacle of life."

"Alright, show me a transformation; first, transform into wings, I want to fly." Lin Tian ordered.

"Your King... can’t transform." The Sword Spirit said softly.