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A haunting singing voice seemed to come from somewhere.

It was as if someone was singing, yet not quite singing. He couldn't understand the tune, but after being lost for so long, the direction of the sound became his only guiding beacon.

And by following the singing through the forest, the knight beheld a silver castle shimmering in the sunlight, grand and majestic beyond compare!

On the distant battlements, a girl in a gorgeous dress stood among the rose bushes playing the violin. The melody was light and pleasant, lingering and lengthy, exceptionally enchanting in the height of summer.

The knight couldn't help but stop and listen until the song ended, at which point the girl seemed to notice the confused intruder in the distance.

She turned her head and looked over, pausing slightly.

Her lively eyes sparkled like the world's most radiant rubies, reflecting the golden sunlight, so beautiful that it was slightly addicting.

The knight's mind was a jumble of thoughts.

Ultimately he thought, perhaps he could go over and ask for directions.

...

...

The moment Alex Green signed the Soul Contract, his memories surged out with the trajectory of the contract, spinning once more through his mind.

Afterward, he felt an incomprehensible rule of force invade his consciousness, imprinting a rose mark on his spirit and soul.

He could feel that he was under the control of this mark.

And through this power, he sensed the other end.

When it was over, the Traveling Poet unconsciously gazed at his Character Card slot and discovered, it still had a tiny bit left to go.

Traveling Poet: "..." An inexplicable sense of regret emerged.

...

[Main Quest: Contract an Elf Soul (Completed).]

When Xu Shuo opened his eyes, he looked at his left wrist.

The inside of his wrist, which had been cut open for the sake of the contract, had returned to its original state; the previous scars and bloodstains had transformed into a rose pattern that seemed to have melded with his flesh and blood.

The crimson pattern was situated in the middle of the radius, three centimeters in size. It contrasted with the blood vessels beneath the skin, appearing exceptionally resplendent.

Xu Shuo: "..." You've got to be kidding, right?

He felt a new spiritual power in his consciousness, linking him to the Traveling Poet opposite him, and he could fully control the other's spirit and soul through it.

But no way, right?

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Moreover, when Cerys contracted those butlers before, there were no such bizarre marks!

He had certainly conducted the contract in full accordance with Cerys's memory because such an act relied on the soul, and Xu Shuo dared not be reckless.

But why was it different now?

Xu Shuo, looking at the flower, fell into deep thought.

"What's wrong?"

Suddenly, a concerned voice came from beside him.

Xu Shuo turned to look at the Traveling Poet, presenting a well-ordered expression, and asked with even more concern, "How about you? Do you feel uncomfortable, and how is your spirit?"

The Traveling Poet thought for a moment: "There's nothing particularly special feeling, but I've gained some new abilities. Are these your powers?"

"Can you show me?"

"Um... there's nothing here to demonstrate with."

The Traveling Poet glanced left and right as if putting on a show, but in the entire palace, perhaps even inside the whole castle, there were only the two of them, living souls; even an experiment seemed impossible.

Realizing this, the Traveling Poet simply tried to articulate: "I can influence others' emotions, guiding their desires, such as making them feel happy, angry, sad, or even despair."

Hearing this, Xu Shuo was slightly taken aback.

Then why don't I have that?

This is unfair!

But indeed, as a witch, Cerys excelled at beguiling others, primarily through disrupting the magnetic field around the target to weave illusions, subtly affecting the target, throwing their thoughts into chaos and preventing concentration.

In short, it was making someone go mad.

It sounded quite vague, but the effect and the influence on emotions seemed almost similar?

Xu Shuo forced himself to regain his emotional balance.

"Let's leave Prague Castle now," he said.

At that moment, the Traveling Poet spoke up again, his gaze fixed on the girl before him, his amber eyes concealing unclear emotions.

Xu Shuo knew he was on guard against something and replied with a slight smile, "No need to worry, I can directly take you to the Underground Palace."

The Traveling Poet looked at her, puzzled.

...

After the two signed the Soul Contract, the teetering Prague Castle momentarily staved off collapse, the crevices crawling to their feet but stopping there.

Xu Shuo's explanation was that his soul, which was about to be dispelled, had found a vessel, so there was still some power supporting Prague Castle.

Then, he grabbed the Traveling Poet, and with a single movement, they appeared in the underground space.

Directly in place, no need to chase away.

The vast Blood Pool was now filled with pitch-black, viscous substance. The thick stench of blood was gone, but it had been replaced by an even more disgusting stench of decay.

More importantly, floating atop the Black Pool was a figure.

The Traveling Poet focused and recognized her; wasn't this the female student who had tried to attack Cerys without success, who had been killed in retaliation, and lastly consumed by the blood red?

She had actually been transported here?!

Xu Shuo also spotted her and calmly explained, "Those engulfed by my powers are transported here to be digested by the castle."

Hearing this, the Traveling Poet said nothing, but walked to the shore and tossed out a thin metal sheet.

The metal sheet, once capable of cutting through iron like mud, was now without any lethal ability. After hooking the female student's clothes, it curved around and brought her to the shore.