Sixth Ring Wizard

In some places, the people involved in smuggling are directly members of the Wizard Organization.

Herag looked at Sam upstairs, silently forming some thoughts in his heart.

...

After Sam had negotiated the deal, he put the small wooden box into the Space Ring, and with a hint of drunkenness, walked out of the tavern, heading home.

Although he was only a Level 1 Gasification Wizard, he had the bigwigs of the Eye of the Storm as his backing, thriving in Solde City.

After years of development, the underground world of Solde City was already under his control, with hardly anyone opposing him.

Because everyone knew well that Sam was just a small figure; resolving him was simple, but resolving those behind him was not.

It seemed that Sam was the spokesperson of the underground world of Solde City, but in fact, the real control was in the hands of those behind him.

These people revered not Sam, but merely his backing.

Sam understood this clearly, knowing his position well, and willingly acted as a pawn.

To him, this was enough to get everything he wanted.

Be it money or fame, Sam was already satisfied with the current situation.

He didn't crave more, managing his limits well without overstepping.

The bigwigs behind Sam were also very satisfied with his attitude, which was why they supported him for so many years.

Sam knew that if he ever overstepped, he would immediately become a corpse in the sewers of Solde City.

The spokesperson of the underground world of Solde City would instantly change, no longer being Sam.

At the entrance of the tavern, Sam got onto a carriage, his own carriage, driven by a trusted aide who had followed him for many years and waited outside the tavern.

After getting in the carriage, he lay down drunkenly, gradually getting drowsy.

The carriage slowly reached the rich district of Solde City, where all the residences were large mansions, and the residents were either rich or noble.

The driver drove the carriage slowly into Sam's yard and stopped, then lifted the curtain calling to his master, "Sir, we are home."

Sam drowsily awoke, his head aching from too much drinking, and with the support of the driver, got off the carriage.

Sam stumbled slightly as he walked upstairs, his footsteps waking up a woman asleep there—his new favorite, named Qiao Aili.

Qiao Aili was wearing a small shoulder strap and nightgown, her long, straight, slender white legs fully exposed.

Hearing Sam return, she stepped barefoot onto the floor, opened the door, and helped Sam to bed.

Sam's eyelids grew increasingly heavy, and after glancing at Qiao Aili helping him undress, drifted off to sleep.

...

"Hey, wake up." A basin of cold water was thrown on Sam's face.

Sam immediately awoke, looking around to find himself still in his bedroom, with Qiao Aili asleep at his side.

The room remained his, but now there was a black giant present.

This black giant was entirely covered in black armor, emanating an extremely terrifying aura.

Sam knew this was not someone he could deal with, and instinctively tried to retrieve a Talisman Stone from his Space Ring to contact someone.

Herag held a ring between two fingers and asked, "Are you looking for this?"

Sam was now fully sober, his mind exceedingly clear, rapidly analyzing the situation.

He realized that if he was careless, he might not see tomorrow's sun.

Sam didn't even attempt to mention his backer to threaten Herag; he knew that since the other party dared to show up so openly in his bedroom, he must have something to rely on.

"I don't know what brings you here, Sir. If there's anything I can do, I'll certainly accomplish it." Sam said in a deep voice.

Herag saw that he didn't attempt to run and said, "Indeed, I have some matters I'd like you to help with, hence my visit. This is a Master-Servant Contract; sign it first, and then we'll discuss the matters at hand."

"Master-Servant Contract?" Seeing the contract, Sam immediately wanted to escape through the window, but looking at Herag's size, he doubted he could escape.

Who asks for help by first signing a Master-Servant Contract?

Sam understood well what a Master-Servant Contract meant; once signed, his life would be entirely in the other's hands.

More importantly, if the master died, the servant would die too.

Herag said in a low voice, "Sign it first; once you've helped me with the task, I'll break the contract."

Sam looked at the Master-Servant Contract and then at Herag, staying silent, clearly distrustful of Herag.

Someone who introduces themselves by asking you to sign a Master-Servant Contract is unlikely to kindly break it after completing the task. Sam didn't believe Herag's words at all.

Seeing Sam's silence, Herag said, "You can choose to believe me or choose... to die now."

Although his words were calm, the coldness in them caused Sam to shiver all over.

Sam struggled internally for a long time, even considering calling for help, but realized that distant aid wouldn't help in this immediate danger.

By the time help arrived, he'd already be long gone.

"Alright, I'll sign." Sam said bitterly, taking the Master-Servant Contract promptly piercing his finger to drop blood on the servant's position.

Herag, watching this scene, was quite satisfied, and added his blood to complete the Master-Servant Contract.

From this moment, everything about Sam was in his control.

Herag contemplated that since he needed Sam to find a way out of the Eye of the Storm, ensuring trust was crucial.

If Sam wanted to deceive him, there were too many opportunities to manipulate the situation.

No matter how, Herag wouldn't feel assured and couldn't entrust his life to such a stranger.

After deliberation, the Master-Servant Contract proved to be the best solution.

By turning Sam into his servant, there'd be no trustworthiness concerns.

Herag said with a smile, "Now, I'll ask you some questions and entrust you with some tasks to help me accomplish."

Sam nodded, "Alright, Sir, speak."

Now, with a changed heart, he could not defy Herag's orders and could only comply.

Sam glanced at the sleeping Qiao Aili beside him, eyes hinting at ruthlessness, "Sir, shall I take care of her?"

Herag shook his head, "No necessity; I've already given her a sleeping Magic Potion to ensure she sleeps until tomorrow afternoon, so there's no worry she will leak anything. I won't stay long in Solde City either, and will leave soon."

Qiao Aili at this moment slept in an alluring posture, her legs flaunting the beautiful curves of her calves.

The small strap had slipped down significantly, revealing quite a scene.

Sam glanced at her and said, "If Sir desires, I can offer her to you."

"No need, let's get down to business."

Herag had no time for such frivolities; whether he could safely exit the Eye of the Storm was still uncertain, leaving no room for such thoughts.