Special Soul Contract

"Kill it!"

Bernal's voice came from Dago's side.

Dago turned and saw Bernal, who had recovered from his stunned shock. His expression was indifferent, revealing a coldness and cruelty Dago had never seen before.

"Kill it and take the blood essence from its heart. Purify it with the Blood Tree, then use it on yourself. Its corpse is also a rare treasure."

Bernal spoke coldly. "I know you can't bear to do it. This kind of ancient serpent has limitless potential. If you can make it your magical pet, it will become an immense help to you in the future."

"But it refuses to acknowledge you as its master. It has even always regarded you as an enemy. At its rate of growth, you'll eventually be unable to suppress it. When that happens, the consequences will be endless."

"A beast that cannot be tamed, no matter how fierce it is, deserves nothing more than to become leather. That is an iron law passed down in the Wizarding World. Dago, kill it. This is the best choice for you."

Listening to Bernal's advice, Dago looked at the Great Ice Serpent before him, still too proud to lower its head even slightly. Light flickered continuously in his eyes.

Finally.

The dancing light in Dago's eyes calmed, as though he had made a decision.

He began chanting another incantation, while rapidly tracing a different pattern of runes with his hand.

At first, Bernal thought he was unwilling to give up and wanted to try once more. But the longer he listened, the more something felt wrong.

When he finally realized what Ronan was doing, his expression changed drastically. He blurted out in a low roar, "You actually want to sign that contract with it?! Do you know what that means?"

"Buzz!"

Dago uttered