Chapter 233: Song of the Betrayed (13)
I asked the wizard if he would make a contract.
But the wizard didn’t answer. Instead, he said this:
“Put the blindfold on.”
Oh? Is he putting the blindfold back on?
The woman who had taken off my blindfold came over and put it back on. I thought it was cloth, but it turned out to be a leather blindfold with strange patterns tightly drawn on it, covering my eyes.
And darkness veiled my vision.
It seems like there might be some special effect aimed at this, but I don’t feel anything.
If necessary, I could make use of the women around me. I found quite a few contracts with extinguished light.
“The despairing purple, dwelling in the darkest place. The last resting place of the fallen. The most cruel evil god.”
Then, as if performing some kind of play, the wizard spoke to me in a long-winded manner.
“How does it feel, the prison of the body I created for you?”
No, to be precise, he didn’t speak to me.