novellhall Chapter 78 The Doll Girl, Setting Off Again!
Chapter 78 The Doll Girl, Setting Off Again!
Chapter 78 The Doll Girl, Setting Off Again!
"It's time to go back—"
Xia Fa let out a soft breath.
This matter went quite smoothly, and I actually managed to obtain the Silver Throne, a supreme-level secret contract.
Xia Fa suddenly thought jokingly, "In a sense, am I now equivalent to a tycoon with a net worth of three million gold pounds?"
Of course, he would never sell the Silver Throne, a top-tier secret contract. Firstly, he didn't know what to do with so much money, and secondly, if he really sold it, it would be a long time before he encountered it again, and he might not even get the chance.
The fact that it's a top-tier secret contract, with its extremely high price that even the great nobles can't afford, shows just how rare its production is.
"I obtained the high-level contract of Spirit Servant by hunting down the whale-level King of Giant Jaws. What kind of being would I need to hunt down for the Overlord-level contract?"
"Demigods, angels? Or even—a ruler?"
Thinking of this, Xia Fa couldn't help but touch the wooden board in the inner pocket through the linen fabric of his clothes.
Recalling the process by which the high-level secret contract of the Spirit Servant was created, he couldn't help but imagine, wondering what being this wooden board came from.
Five minutes later.
With a creak, Xia Fa pushed open the door to his small attic, quickly closed it, and leaned against the door, breathing slightly heavily.
To be honest, although he was walking through the familiar backstreets and alleys, there were only petty thugs in the alleys, who posed almost no threat to him as a superhuman.
However, on his way home, he still felt inexplicably terrified.
After all, he was carrying a supreme-level secret contract silver throne worth a full three million gold pounds!
"I need to quickly understand the secret contract of the Ether Source, and then sign the Silver Throne, so I won't have to worry about it being stolen—"
Xia Fa muttered to himself, realizing that he was essentially sleeping with a gold vault in his pocket every day, yet he had virtually no ability to protect it.
A supreme-level secret agreement is something even a ruler would be interested in.
Even if it were just a simple matter of plundering, he wouldn't be able to withstand any angel or demigod, let alone a ruler.
The most urgent task is to sign the agreement first so that we can feel at ease.
"Oh right, I forgot to ask Dick Tudor what secret abilities the Silver Throne possesses—"
Dick Tudor abruptly ended their conversation, catching him somewhat off guard.
Xia Fa even suspected that it might be because he had suddenly been too talkative and guessed that Dick had signed the top-tier secret agreement for the Fairy Tale World.
Dicket's appearance always reminded him of the handsome and valiant gladiators of ancient Rome, yet this extraordinary monarch with such an appearance signed a supreme covenant that seemed straight out of a fairy tale.
Xia Fa suddenly understood why Dick Tudor had choked on his drink when he had guessed it.
Just then, a soft breathing sound came from the air.
Xia Fa looked up and saw that it was Beneath.
The doll-like girl was asleep, slumped over the table.
Her fair and delicate arms were spread out on the table, her tender face pressed against the peach wood tabletop, breathing quietly.
Xia Fa also noticed that she seemed to be holding something in both of her hands.
It seemed the sound of the door closing woke her up; the doll-like girl's slender body trembled slightly, and she opened her eyes groggily.
She spotted Xia Fa immediately, and instinctively, in a daze, stretched out her arms, speaking indistinctly, yet with a hint of intimacy and coquettishness in her voice:
"Xia Fa, I want a hug~"
Xia Fawei glanced at her, walked over and gently hugged her. She felt that her body was very soft, more like a young girl than a doll.
The delicate fragrance of jasmine wafted into his nose and was surprisingly pleasant.
Beneath rested her little head on his shoulder for a while before she seemed to fully wake up, her face then flushing slightly.
Only then did I realize what had just happened.
She sat up straight in the chair and immediately asked:
"Xia Fa, you're back from your training! Did you encounter any danger?"
Seeing Benedict's earnest and concerned expression, Xia Fa felt that the mental fatigue accumulated from the various life-and-death crises he had experienced during this adventure in the strange realm seemed to have dissipated considerably.
He smiled slightly:
"It was a normal training experience, nothing special happened."
Benedict seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good, that makes sense—" She glanced at the clock on the wall, "You're back in just three hours and eleven minutes, that's fast, you must be safe. Are you hurt? Let me see."
Seeing that she was about to come closer, Xia Fa could only smile and say:
"Don't worry, I'm not hurt. What are you doing at home?"
The doll-like girl put her hands on her hips and said smugly:
"I'm training myself, and I feel like I've gotten even better! Hehe, time to get ready for the next adventure!"
Self-training?
Xia Fa was a little curious:
How did you train yourself?
Benedict smiled mysteriously, then suddenly opened her fair palm, revealing two small wooden puppets, and handed them to Xia Fa.
"That's it, use these two puppets to fight!"
There were two small wooden puppets, each about the size of a palm. One of them looked similar to Benedict Cumberbatch, except that it carried a broadsword on its back.
The other little puppet is a wolf with snow-white fur.
The two small wooden puppets were quite crudely made, and Shafa even suspected that Benedict had carved them herself.
He chuckled inwardly. This was supposed to be self-training?
Suddenly, the doll-like girl stood up and clenched her small fist:
"Alright, now that you're back, Xiafa, it's my turn to go on my training. I'll strive to become stronger! That way, we can go on adventures together next time!"
She spoke very seriously, as if she really wanted to go on an adventure with Xia Fa.
Xia Fa smiled, took out the brass-cased notebook from his pocket, and said:
"Has Jinglong finished eating?"
Beneath blushed again and lowered her head shyly.
"I'm done eating."
Xia Fa comforted her, saying:
"It's alright, you go and train first. I'll use this notebook to send you some extraordinary dried fish later!"
Beneath's golden-red eyes lit up:
"real?"
Going on a training expedition and getting to eat amazing dried fish is just too wonderful!
Xia Fa nodded:
Have you forgotten my abilities?
The doll-like girl said happily:
"Okay! Xia Fa, thank you! I'll definitely bring you back lots and lots of loot!"
Xia Fa laughed:
"Just take care of your own safety, I'm not asking for any loot."
Although he was indeed short of money right now, Xia Fa decided that he would earn it himself if he could.
To be honest, previously, thanks to the ten thousand gold pounds given to him by the Giant King Gianni, or more precisely, the ten thousand gold pounds he received from selling the Titan's Starblood,
Adding the two high-level secret contracts, "Radiant Sunlight" and "Spirit Servant," Xia Fa felt they were worth roughly 20,000 gold pounds in total.
I'm almost rich myself.
After all, 30,000 gold pounds would make someone a small millionaire in Rum City, enough to buy a detached villa in the wealthy neighborhood.
Moreover, two thousand five hundred pounds sterling have not yet arrived.
But now, Xia Fa has to consider his next overlord-level secret contract, even though the possibility of his spiritual intuition guiding him to the next overlord-level secret contract is very small.
However, it's impossible to deny one's own future.
So, either 500,000 gold pounds or 1.5 million gold pounds, that's his goal for saving money!
"Even if it really costs 1.5 million gold pounds to buy a Hegemon-level contract from Dick Tudor, it seems like a good deal. After all, Hegemon-level contracts start at 2 million gold pounds. The Primal Stomach and the Gate of Stars are two Hegemon-level contracts..."
It's definitely more than two million.
For some reason, Xia Fa thought of the demigod named Pompeii.
Putting everything else aside, if we could hunt down this demigod, it would be equivalent to earning a million gold pounds!
Even before he heard that Pompeii's surname was Baldr, he had some guesses about the two times the snow demons went out of control.
It's just uncertain.
Once it's confirmed, even without the conditions offered by Dick Tudor this time, as long as I have the strength, I will definitely kill Pompeii!
However, hunting down a demigod seems quite a long way off at the moment—
Composing himself, Xia Fa pulled himself out of his thoughts and opened the bronze-cased notebook.
This time he was quite skilled. He first turned to the first page, where he saw that Benedict's portrait had indeed changed from a pitiful figure with bare legs and tattered clothes to a cool and aloof woman in a black fitted dress and black leather boots.
"Is it the same as last time?" Xia Fa looked up and asked.
Benedict was quite excited and nodded her little head vigorously, seemingly unable to wait any longer:
"Yeah, I should be back tomorrow! This time I'm going to a place full of treasures!"