"Teacher, what's going on?" Salomon sat in front of the Supreme Mage. On the table in front of him was an extremely simple ring with a six-pointed star emblem engraved on it. "Teacher, don't take my oranges anymore." Soda. Tell me, why did Belial bring the contract in front of me? I always feel that the devil has bad intentions."
"This is a lawsuit that can last until the destruction of the universe, Salomon." The Supreme Mage looked relaxed and placed several empty glass soda bottles beside her. This is a little game between Master Ancient One and Salomon. Salomon will lock his snacks in a secret method, and the Venerable will crack them. But so far, Salomon has never had a winning record. His Holiness said, “Did Belial just reiterate the contract?”
"Yes," Salomon replied, "but I did not sign the contract."
"Because the essence of the soul will not change, your current name is just a fake name in Belial's eyes. Naturally, he will not let you sign again." The Supreme Mage reached out and took out two bottles of soda from the portal, and knocked Knocking on the table, he motioned for Salomon to chill it, "While Belial was playing with King Solomon's soul with great joy, suddenly one day, King Solomon's soul disappeared! This was a big deal. The devil originally suspected that it was God did it, but he can't get into heaven at all, even if he can take the title of 'Satan' from Mephisto. And now, you appear."
"So Belial thinks I'm King Solomon?" Salomon cast a spell to cool down the soda. "What about this ring?"
"This ring is naturally the certificate for King Solomon's command of the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars." The Supreme Mage said, "Beryl insists that he has ownership of your soul. He wants to extend the contract and take away your soul again. As for you The little tricks you did on the contract won't work at all, Belial's cunning is far beyond your imagination. As I said before, the essence of the soul remains unchanged, and he insists that your soul will belong to him after your death."
"But I am not King Solomon!" Salomon exclaimed, "and I don't think my soul is King Solomon's soul."
"Perhaps." The Venerable looked at Salomon with a deep look, "But Belial doesn't think so."
"I just want to know now whether that contract is binding on me." The young mystic spread his hands, "I don't want my soul to go into the hands of the devil because of a contract I didn't sign. What is this, an inheritance of debt? All I have is the stigmata."
"It has a certain binding force, Salomon, because you and King Solomon have the same power. Although this is just because of the stigmata, in a sense, you and King Solomon are the same person." The Venerable said, "At least you have to have the strength to resist Belial. And it's very likely that it's not just Belial."
"What do you mean?" Salomon was a little confused now. Could it be that Belial was not the only one who signed the contract?
"The day you summoned the devil was the full moon." His Holiness said, "The moon may also represent Lilith. Who knows?"
"Huh..." Salomon sighed, "Teacher, tell me how much debt I still owe. Anyway, I don't plan to repay the debt I owe to the devil, but at least I want to know who the creditor is."
"On the day you were born, a riot broke out in the abyss." The Supreme Mage Old God said on the ground. "Although those demon lords did not give the order,... the demons who rioted were almost all over the entire abyss. You can estimate it yourself."
"Teacher, can I run away now? Will I be prosecuted by some devil's court? If those devils have the brains to set up a court."
"What do you think?" The Supreme Mage pushed the soda in front of Salomon, "This is a good thing. Most people don't have the ability to cause trouble."
"Okay." Salomon sighed and put the ring on the little finger of his left hand. If he had a choice, he would definitely not want this big trouble. He said, "Then I'm destined to fight the devil."
"It may be more than just a fight." After looking at the ring, the Venerable said with satisfaction, "It looks pretty good. It's just that you need to pay for the magic power to summon the devil yourself. Don't worry, wait until you finish this Well, we can visit Dormammu again, I believe he will miss you very much."
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Bayonetta looked at Salomon, who was sitting on a bench in the square and sighed, and asked, "Is the matter done?"
"Well... it's done. Let me be quiet for a while. I drank too much soda." Salomon raised his left hand so that the witch could see the ring on the little finger of his left hand. "I also want to leave my ring finger. Where is the wedding ring! Wait, what kind of outfit are you wearing? Did you turn to the angels after I left for a day or two? "
Bayonetta is covered in a white slim-fitting fishtail skirt, and her beautiful long hair and beautiful face are also wrapped in a white turban hat. Even her pair of butterfly-shaped glasses have become simple and unpretentious. Round frame glasses.
If it weren't for the beauty mark at the corner of her mouth and the highly recognizable voice, Salomon would hardly be able to recognize the witch in front of him.
"Sister~" Bayonetta seemed to have some mischievous ideas. She said, "This is a commonly used hunting method, boya. Although this method usually doesn't work, it will definitely work this time. Because the Ragnar cultists committed suicide again. , those angels will definitely come to collect their souls. Look at me, my kind-hearted elder sister is holding a funeral for those idiots."
It was already late at night, and Bayonetta and Salomon were in a Ragnar Cathedral in Naples.
As the advent of Jubilus, the creator whom Ragnar believers believe in, is approaching, many Ragnar believers from all over the world have held resurrection ceremonies. Some fanatics have committed suicide in order to praise the advent of the god. There are memorials of suicide believers parked in the church corpse.
Enzo took over the job of organizing funerals for Ragnar cultists, and this job naturally required Bayonetta's efforts. The witch planned to lure out some heavier angels, because those scattered weak angels were simply not enough to offset the magic power she paid to summon the demon.
"Boya, don't fight for prey with me this time. Gomorrah is already starving." The witch blinked, opened her long legs and walked towards the church.
Salomon sighed again and stood up from the stone bench. He patted the red holy cloth vestment and followed dejectedly. According to what the Venerable said, from now on, the surveillance work of the witch clan will be handed over to him. As for why it is not handed over to others, it has been explained before, so I won’t go into details.
When Salomon walked into the church, he found a place on the second floor cloister where no one noticed and sat down.
"For the sorrow of a city far greater than ours, for the eternal sorrow far greater than us, for the annihilation of people far greater than us." Bayonetta stood in front of the altar filled with candles, clasping her hands in Her slightly hoarse voice echoed in the empty church, "Those who enter this door must give up all hope..."
Well, this prayer has a very religious meaning. Only those who have given up everything will be unable to leave after believing in religion. Salomon nodded. It seemed that the person who designed these prayers was a very good person. The teachings of the Ragnar Order were comparable to a pyramid scheme.
In front of Salomon, Bayonetta was lowering her head and reciting a prayer. As for when the angels will come, it all depends on luck, but Bayonetta insists that those angels will not give up the souls of Ragnar believers - if the angels don't come, then go beat Enzo .
Looks like we'll have to wait.
"Hey, brother." Salomon patted the shoulder of the person next to him, "Now is not the time to take pictures, please come back tomorrow."
