Chapitre 522: The Food Big Problem

[Just prepare all] I paused for a second when he said that. Indeed the Selvators were now bound tightly with my ship, but it didn't mean they wouldn't try anything funny.

[Give me a couple of days then]

[Don't drop it off your mind, ok?]

[I said I'll look for it]

I closed the chat knowing that this dude was trustworthy. If he said he would do it, then he would.

Well… That was all I could for her for now. I knew with my contract, she wouldn't be used to harm me.

And that dude seemed to plan something in the future for me to suffer in her hands. Even if he tried to break the contract, I doubted he would do it anytime soon.

If he had the ability, he would rather have done it by now. But who was the paragon that would be so weak and poor to not be able to do it?

Was he an illusionist? Was he part of that cowardly race? Of course I killed a few of their archlords, destroyed their progress here and left them in the rightful position of such a cowardly race; at the rock bottom.