Yevar’s face went blank at these final words.

Of course, he did not explicitly say so, but Yevar’s search for the demon god book was not just about finding a way to break a curse; he coveted the immense magical power it contained. Thus, Seiden had understood all of Yevar’s intentions yet still talked about handing it over willingly.

Seriously, it seemed he had no interest beyond breaking the curse. So much for being a holy knight.

With that, Yevar had nothing more to say. If this contract led to successfully finding the demon god book, it wouldn’t be a total loss for him.

“Just wait a moment. We need to add one more thing. You must also provide us with the materials we need. You must do at least that!”

Yevar stubbornly insisted, and Seiden looked at him disinterestedly and parted his lips,

“Seiden Blackwood promises to provide Yevar Ramdel with requested materials for one year as long as the conditions allow.”

As long as the conditions allow? Huh!

Yevar trembled but earnestly added that clause, despite Seiden’s unwillingness to easily agree. Finally, the contract was completed.

“Sign it.”

As Seiden commanded shortly, Yevar’s fist trembled. Oh, this is such an unfair contract! Absolutely not! Giving away the information of the precious demon god book so easily.

Noticing Yevar’s impatience, Seiden opened his mouth gently.

“I’ll count from three.”

Yevar’s eyes fluttered in confusion. How, is there no way?

“Three.”

A way out of this situation!

“Two.”

As Seiden’s blunt voice resonated lowly, Yevar’s eyes darted around. But no matter how much he racked his brain, he couldn’t think of a way to defeat the Swordmaster occupying the spring of life with his magic.

Seiden now looked at Yevar with really annoyed eyes and twisted his wrist.

“One.”

“I will, I do! I’ll do it!”

Eventually, Yevar’s splendid signature was drawn over the contract. Only then did Seiden let go of the sword in his hand and pressed his bloodstained palm onto the contract.

At that moment, the contract flashed with a dazzling light, splitting into two, one part flying to Yevar and the other to Seiden’s grasp.

After getting the contract in hand, Seiden finally pulled out the sword he had stuck into the spring of life. At that moment, Yevar’s heart trembled as the tower seemed to sway greatly. But no further disaster occurred. In the end, this unfair contract had protected the spring of life.

“Sob.”

Yevar bit his lip as he looked at the spring of life, which had deep sword marks. It was the price for underestimating the mad dog of Kanbremes. It would take years to recover!

However, whether Yevar cried or wailed, Seiden did not care. He just looked at the contract with satisfied eyes and took out two magic stones from his pocket and threw them to Yevar. They were magic stones containing reknil and rolcon in their entirety.

“The purge is suspended for a while, so I won’t be able to get any materials until the next full moon, just so you know.”

Having said that and about to turn away indifferently, Seiden suddenly stopped as something came to mind. Then he turned back to look at Yevar, who was utterly devastated, and asked.

“Do you have any useful oil here?”

At the unexpected question, Yevar glared at Seiden with bloodshot eyes, his eyebrows twitching in bewilderment. What is this mad dog talking about?

“…Oil?”

Yevar asked back in a sensitive voice, but Seiden did not offer any further explanation and just stared at him. In the silence that followed, facing that shameless face, Yevar suddenly let out a small exclamation.

There were various kinds of oil handled in the Tower of Hellers, but it was clear which one was the most popular and ranked first in sales in secret areas. Yevar realized with his keen sense that what this guy was looking for was precisely ‘that’ oil.

Information that Yevar had found out through an investigation about Seiden flooded into his mind. A cold-blooded man who has never responded to numerous ladies’ advances. So far, there had been no scandal about him with anyone, and hence rumors were circulating that there might be a problem with Seiden’s s*xual function.

He’s a man, after all. Since he had already been cut by the mad dog, Yevar felt that he should give Seiden some embarrassment and charge him an exorbitant price for the oil to soothe his anger a bit. Yevar quickly changed his expression and showed a merchant’s smile.

“Of course, there’s no oil that can match ours from Hellers. Just tell me what you’re looking for. Whatever Sir Knight is looking for, we have it here.”

Yevar intended to make Seiden, a knight of Kanbremes Cathedral, admit he was looking for such a lascivious thing and give him shame, but Seiden’s indifferent face did not change at all.

“Tell me about the kinds you have.”

This guy? Since Seiden did not follow his intention even once and slipped away like an eel, Yevar felt a small twist in his stomach. Let’s try then.

“Of course, oil is the most popular among ladies, so you must be looking for a gift for a beautiful lady?”

Even when Yevar probed slyly, not a single movement appeared on Seiden’s expressionless face.

“There’s an oil that makes your skin whiter than white jade if you apply it diligently for three days. Or oil enchanted with hair growth magic that grows your hair down to your waist in one use.”

As Yevar snapped his fingers, poof, a pretty white glass bottle appeared in his grasp.

“Is this what you’re looking for?”

But Seiden did not respond. Yevar finally found something to tease Seiden about and smirked cunningly.

“Seems like this isn’t what you want. Hmm, then what could you possibly want? Surely… a holy knight of Kanbremes Cathedral wouldn’t be looking for oil for… between men and women…”

He intended to feign disgust at the thought of Seiden looking for s*x oil, but he was abruptly cut off by Seiden.

“Do you have any oil that helps it not hurt when putting it in?”

The bluntly explicit question left Yevar speechless because of its blatant nature and because Seiden’s face showed not shame but annoyance.

What is this guy? Of course, unlike priests, holy knights are allowed free love but… Even so, for a eunuch to be so debauched…!

Swallowing his rising indignation, Yevar managed to speak calmly.

“Well, of course we do.”

As Yevar gently moved his finger, the glass bottle in his grasp vanished like smoke. And when he clapped his hands again, five small bottles floated up in mid-air this time. The slender brown bottles darkened from left to right in color.

“This is one of the masterpieces we’ve created at Hellers. The darker the color, the more potent its effect. Of course, the price goes up accordingly. The function of this No. 1 oil is basic yet intense.”

He spun the lightest brown bottle around on the spot as if showing off.

“Using this oil can even restore normal function to any sexually impotent person.”

Yevar deliberately emphasized the word ‘sexually impotent’.

“Of course, it’s limited to five uses, and once you’ve used up all the oil, you must come back to Hellers. But I can confidently say there are men who haven’t used it but none who’ve only used it once.”

However, for some reason, there was no change in Seiden’s gaze. It was as if he was looking at something that had nothing to do with him. It seemed he was good at managing his expressions, being a Swordmaster. Yevar decided to shame him a little more.

“But most won’t need up to this No. 5 oil.”

As Yevar pointed to No. 5, this time, the bottle with the darkest color among the five bottles began to spin on its own. Seiden watched the spinning bottle with an impassive face. He was thinking whether having it would make the full moon night a bit easier, or whether this oil would cause Bellota any discomfort.

“Because there hardly exists a size that would need the efficacy of No. 5. This is really, really big. Ah, this is only necessary for men who are, well, so big that you’d worry what might happen to their partners. Only those about this size have the right to use it.”

As Yevar snapped his fingers, a large and succulent purple eggplant rose next to the oil, showcasing its firm body as it started to turn. It was something so large that calling it an eggplant seemed almost an insult. Its movement seemed to mock Seiden, as if taunting him for not possessing something as vigorous.

Seiden gazed quietly at it, and Yevar smirked inwardly.

There couldn’t possibly be a size that large, and thus, the No. 5 oil had never been sold before. All that talk was true, but he also intended to mock Seiden in some way. However, Seiden’s response shattered Yevar’s shallow trickery.

“I’ll buy No. 5.”

At those words, Yevar’s smile froze.

“Excuse me?”

Yevar’s eyes widened in surprise and unwittingly drifted towards Seiden’s center. Seiden noticed it, raising an eyebrow.

“What are you looking at?”

At his cold words, Yevar’s gaze rolled back into the air and then back to the eggplant. The eggplant that had been proudly displaying its body had suddenly become modest and shrunk quietly.

* * *

As he promised to the knights, the purge was suspended for a while, so the knights who had been overworked enjoyed a restful respite with all their bodies.

Of course, this did not apply to Seiden. Facing monsters during purges seemed better than facing the incredibly headache-inducing foe he was up against now.

The demon god book.