"Why didn't we do this earlier?"
Richard handed over the Soul Contract to Calion with a smiling face, and as soon as Calion received it, he immediately signed his name with a trembling hand.
As the contract turned into flames and vanished into the air, a sense of calm finally settled in Calion's fearful heart.
At least now he wouldn't have to endure thousands of years of torture in that room.
"Now that you've signed the contract, we are all on the same team. Master Calion, I've heard that your Alchemy skills are very high, almost comparable to the ancient Alchemy Masters.
I wonder if that is true."
Looking at Richard's smiling face, Calion dared not hide anything and truthfully said, "My skills are indeed among the top in the current Alchemy Masters, but compared to those ancient Alchemy Masters, I am far inferior."
"Haha, Master, there's no need for modesty. I believe your talents are not inferior to those of the ancients."
