After some soul-searching, Shawn still felt that being too cold-blooded went against his humanity and might even shake his Legendary state of mind!
Suddenly, he remembered the figure training tirelessly on the rocky shore of the Black Lake, heedless of injury.
He remembered the figure drenched in Troll blood, smiling radiantly at him.
He remembered the figure waiting outside his home on that snowy Christmas night, turning into a snowman.
A tender smile touched Shawn's lips. He immediately knew what choice to make and was about to tell Theodore frankly that he did not care about a shortcut to godhood.
"Theodore, don't..."
Theodore saw Shawn's decision and smiled brightly, but the next moment, he pressed the White Jade Wand against his own neck.
The tip stabbed hard into his skin, and trickles of blood stained his shoulder-length white hair crimson!
Paired with his smile, it was a painfully jarring sight.
"Chief, thank you, but please trust me too. Otherwise, I would rather die!"
Shawn was shaken by Theodore's resolve. His outstretched wand trembled, and he wavered once more.
After letting out a long breath, he nodded and said gently,
"All right. As long as you're happy. I respect your choice, and I trust you."
The scene felt familiar, and Theodore's smile grew even brighter. Nothing pleased him more than the Chief's respect and trust!
Theodore thought for a moment, then indirectly offered Shawn some information without violating the Contract.
"Chief, after reaching the Legendary peak, it's possible to become a demigod through ordinary cultivation over a hundred years or so.
"But even a Legendary Wizard normally only lives for around two hundred years, so..."
Shawn immediately understood what Theodore meant. He listened quietly, analyzing the fragmented information the other man pieced together.
In fact, most of this had already been