House Witch

Chapter 188 187. Mantra Contract

Sidwell: "."

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Miss Yue Rabbit looked at the smiling gorgeous beauty not far away, and was speechless for a moment. She couldn't get off the stage.

At this moment, she suddenly realized something, that is, maybe her bad luck in the past might not necessarily be the arrangement of her queen mother, otherwise why would she be so unlucky now?

Naturally, she did not need to check the magic network to confirm the identity of the witch in front of her. After all, she had just checked not long ago that the Witch Chamber of Commerce that would deliver the goods to her tomorrow was under the other party's name.

The reason why Sidwell chose to place an order at this chamber of commerce before was because she discovered that the owner of that chamber of commerce was the golden princess of the richest witch family.

This was shopping, and it was military weapons. She definitely couldn't buy Sanwu products with no guaranteed quality, so she finally chose the big-name chamber of commerce called Golden Township.

Of course, she was not able to meet the boss of the Chamber of Commerce, the Golden Princess, during the entire transaction. But think about it, although this order was all the savings that her entire family had scraped together, but for the Golden Township Chamber of Commerce, He said, this may be just a small list worth mentioning, and it will not alarm the boss at all.

But Sidwell never imagined that her first meeting with the golden princess, a symbol of wealth, would be such a scene.

Is this a joke? Does the goddess of wealth still need to come to the vegetable market to buy food? So what's going on with Miss Mia? She doesn't need any servants for such a big family business, so why did she come to this talent market herself?

For a moment, Sidwell had mixed feelings in her heart, and she deeply felt the full malice of fate towards her.

So the question is, how can she escape now? Is she really going to package herself and the whole family and sell it?

To be fair, this choice seems to be very good, and it can even be called a great opportunity. I don’t know how many races want to hug the witch’s lap but can’t, let alone what she is hugging is not an ordinary witch, but a witch. The thighs of the goddess of wealth among them, this opportunity is coveted by even witches, let alone those of other races.

Anyway, this is definitely more "prospective" than the original plan to defect to other Moon Rabbit tribes. With the blessing of this goddess of wealth, her tribe will not only have no pressure to survive, but can even easily expand its scale. In the future, it may not be impossible to arrange from now. The nameless group grew into one of the most powerful clans.

But

Sidwell is unwilling to give in. She really hates being arranged by others. She would rather be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. She yearns for freedom more than the future.

But facing this golden princess who looked very kind and had a gentle smile, Miss Moon Rabbit couldn't think of the right words to say no.

Continue to improve conditions? Emmmm, Sidwell has no doubt that the wealth of the person in front of her may be beyond her imagination, and the most stringent conditions she can think of may be trivial to the other person.

Just go back on your debt? Not to mention that she can't pass the test of her own self-esteem. Even if she can, she really can't afford to offend the goddess of wealth. After all, she hasn't handed over her work yet. If she offends the other party and doesn't deliver the goods, then she will The ethnic group is really cool.

Although such a big businessman would not break his promise, Hidwell could not afford to gamble.

Therefore, this auction must continue, and she cannot really be bought by this golden princess.

However, all the original buyers were gone, and no one had the courage and financial resources to compete with the goddess of wealth. She had no choice but to choose someone else.

Um. Wait, it seems there is still one person left.

Sidwell's eyes were attracted to the seat next to the golden princess. There, there was a figure who had not removed the barrier and whose face was still unclear.

Although she knew with her feet that the seats were so close, it was estimated that the witch and the golden princess must know each other, but Miss Moon Rabbit could no longer care about so much. She had to find a reasonable reason to refuse today. She also wanted to Save your freedom again.

so.

"Golden Princess, please sit down first."

"My own auction is not over yet. Guest, since you haven't left the venue yet, do you have anything to say?"

Miss Moon Rabbit asked the witch whose identity was still unknown.

Dorothy: "."

The otaku witch who was already ready to eat melon and watch the show never expected that the melon would happen to her again.

And looking at the Lion Heart Rabbit who was looking at him expectantly, from the other party's unobstructed, clear and straightforward complex eyes filled with fuck, he suddenly understood the other party with an inspiration. The idea made me happy immediately.

It’s so funny, I just said how could a different race who normally comes here looking for development opportunities be so arrogant? It turns out that this is a master who wants to come here to pretend to be a witch, but in the end he failed to pretend and got the gold of Mia-senpai. Ban, I can’t get off the stage this time.

Dorothy was gloating in her heart.

"I don't have enough money to support your big family, so I don't think I'm worthy of speaking."

The otaku witch suppressed her laughter and answered so seriously.

Sidwell: "."

As soon as she heard the words of the only life-saving straw, Miss Moon Rabbit wished she could travel back in time for a few minutes and tear her mouth out.

You must have been punished for your pretense and nonsense.

But she had no choice but to lick her face and continue speaking bravely.

"That was just a joke. Our entire clan has hands and feet, so why do we need others to support us?"

When she said this, Miss Yue Rabbit's delicate and beautiful face, like the legendary moon god, turned from a cold moon to a red moon.

Red and hot.

Sidwell has never been so ashamed in her life. This is nothing more than a public execution. Is this retribution for arrogance?

But for the sake of freedom, she risked her life.

"Actually, I pursue spiritual compatibility more than material needs. So two guests, if I follow you, how will you treat me? How will you use me."

Miss Moon Rabbit once again raised a new question.

Well, the material conditions are definitely not enough to make things difficult for the golden princess. In order to refuse the non-stick pan, she had to use her trump card.

only

"Are you teasing me?"

Senior Mia's expression suddenly dropped, and she asked with a sullen look on her face.

Sidwell: "."

Miss Yue Rabbit looked bitter. She really had a hard time talking about it. She wanted to explain, but before she could speak, she saw the golden princess suddenly take out a contract.

"Little Rabbit, there is no basis for soul belief. If you want to prove your innocence, then sign this mantra contract. Don't worry, it is not a strange contract. It will only make the contracter suffer for a period of time. You can't lie, just so that I can believe that you are really pursuing soul compatibility, instead of just trying to find any reason to reject me."

Senior Sister Mia said so after seeing this.

"Of course, for the sake of fairness, the two of us will sign a contract. How about this? There is no room for lies in a battle of beliefs."

Sidwell: "."

Miss Moon Rabbit was stunned when her intentions were revealed, but did she have the right to refuse? Obviously she didn't.

At the moment, she could only nod her head firmly.

"Okay, I'm fine."

Hidwell said stubbornly, she still didn't believe it. There were only two of them, and they were both witches. How could they meet someone who had the same beliefs as hers by such a coincidence? If it was such a coincidence, she would have sold herself to that person. so what?

Huh, how can you witches understand my pain and pursuit? My belief is higher than yours.

Miss Yue Rabbit thought so firmly in her heart, then she bit her finger and wrote her name on the contract.

Then Senior Sister Mia was unambiguous. She also dripped a drop of blood from her fingertips, and then there was a mark of a huge golden dragon head with big curved horns on the contract.

So the pressure came to Dorothy.

Hey hey hey, did I say I agreed to participate?

The melon-eating witch is tired.

Woohoo, my poor Tutu, being played between the palms of the hands of the flattering senior sister Mia, it’s so sad.