He had poured a great deal of time into "learning God Script."
This was within Moyu's expectations.
He did not know whether he could master God Script, nor how long it would take just to get started.
But at the very least, he could gain the benefit of "improving his control" during the learning process.
So even if he ultimately failed to reach mastery in God Script, Moyu would not regret this decision.
After resolving the King's Balance incident, Moyu was no longer short on time. If anything, it was...
Moyu gently pushed the sheet of paper bearing only the large words "Contract" toward Ging.
He had plenty of time, but Ging was different.
Seeing Moyu's action, Ging could not help rolling his eyes again, while also feeling inexplicably guilty.
Although teaching Moyu God Script had not been a spur-of-the-moment decision, Ging had never intended to spend too much time on it.
So there was a very real chance that, while teaching him, he would suddenly get a whim and turn around to run off.
Moyu's act of making it look as though he wanted Ging to sign away his freedom...
Could it be that Moyu knew he often did this sort of thing, so he had prepared this in advance?
Sigh, was there no trust left between people?
Ging shook his head inwardly.
"Learning God Script is a very tedious process. Just one step, correction, could require you to repeat it tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times. This art has never had anything to do with 'quick results,' so you need to prepare yourself mentally."
As he spoke, Ging discreetly pushed the still-blank contract paper back a little.
"I've already prepared myself for a long battle."
Moyu smiled and pushed the paper, with the pen