Chapter 148 Gratitude

In the dim prison, Xin Nuola stood deep within, her pupils reflecting the faint light from the dome above, as well as the black-haired, green-eyed girl bathed in radiance.

"..."

Xin Nuola's eyes no longer held the wariness and contemplation from before. As she closed them, only relief and gentleness remained.

Her feet were slightly apart, her hands gently clasped in front of her abdomen. Maintaining her poise, she slightly bent her knees, her eyelashes lowered humbly, her expression calm and friendly—neither overly enthusiastic nor cold.

Throughout the bow, the lady's movements were fluid and controlled, showcasing her breeding and confidence.

Then, she gracefully returned to her original posture.

"I will follow you, New King."

Xin Nuola murmured to herself, as if speaking to herself, but also making a promise to Antanas and the Poet of Great Love.

"Then I will take you out of Hellrome Prison. You may need to fight for me. The most important task in the near future is to work with Antanas to deal with an eighth-order powerful enemy. Is that acceptable?"

The Poet of Great Love nodded and asked.

"Of course. I have pledged my loyalty to you. No transaction is needed; I will naturally dedicate my power to you,"

Xin Nuola replied.

It had been a long time since she had fought seriously. If she could perform meritorious service for the New King, she would naturally give it her all.

"Please complete the contract with me."

Xin Nuola placed her hands in front of her, averted her gaze, and waited quietly. She had already accepted the contract.

What she was referring to at this moment was, of course, a more substantive contract.

The Protos Empire had always kept them, these great demonkin, imprisoned here instead of choosing to execute them because they wanted to use the ancient demonkin magic inherent in the Hellrome Prison barrier to sign slave contracts with them.

This was also the only way they could escape Hellrome Prison and the Protos Empire.

She never expected that one day it would become the New King's way of taking them away.

She had likely let go of all her resentment toward Hellrome Prison.

If it was to become the New King's power, she could endure even if she were branded a slave for life…

"No need. We can just agree on a demonkin trade. Slavery is too much."

The Poet of Great Love shook his head and waved his hand, denying Xin Nuola's request.

"…?"

Xin Nuola stared blankly at the Poet of Great Love, not understanding what the New King was saying.

Although demonkin trades carried backlash, they were not fatal. Only those great demonkin with fierce personalities and extreme pride would commit suicide.

She was clearly not a demonkin who would do that.

Putting aside how the New King would bypass the slave contract as a way to take her out of Hellrome Prison, it was clear that slave contracts were a more coercive method that could ensure absolute loyalty and control over subordinates. Why would the New King choose a riskier method?

Was he not afraid that she would disobey him after he took her out…

"I believe in you."

To Xin Nuola's confused gaze, the Poet of Great Love only had a simple answer.

There was no curve to his lips, but his eyes were full of smiles.

It was not the cold gaze of looking at an object or a subordinate, but an undisguised fondness for the treasure he cherished, even telling her that she was not his subordinate but an equal existence who would become his friend.

"I…"

This feeling was like suddenly being caressed by a warm breeze in an endless winter. What welled up in her heart was not only heat but also a inexplicable tide, even like a spring deep within her heart, constantly gushing out.

Xin Nuola didn't know how to describe her thoughts at this moment. She only wanted to respond to the other party's expectations.

"I am endlessly grateful to you,"

Xin Nuola bowed and said in a lowered voice.

She had never thought that she could leave Hellrome Prison so easily one day.

Even though a slave contract was undoubtedly the most profitable and least risky method for the king who rescued her, the king still chose to protect her dignity as a great demonkin.

"Besides helping you deal with enemies, is there anything else you need my help with?"

Xin Nuola asked again.

"Can you give me your title imprint?"

The Poet of Great Love thought for a moment. Since Xin Nuola took the initiative to ask, he might as well get another imprint now.

"Of course. It is my honor."

Xin Nuola replied, flattered.

Because soul imprints would forcibly occupy soul space, she originally thought that a demonkin like the New King would not be interested in her imprint, so she didn't mention it.

Xin Nuola glanced at Antanas, and Antanas quickly released the protective barrier, allowing Xin Nuola to step forward and approach the Poet of Great Love.

"I may need to offend you slightly."

Xin Nuola said to the Poet of Great Love.

"It's fine."

The Poet of Great Love nodded.

After receiving the answer, Xin Nuola gently raised her hand and stopped in the void in front of the Poet of Great Love's brow.

The limited light in the dim cell began to tremble, and the surroundings fell into a mysterious silence.

Suddenly, deep dark mist flickered in Xin Nuola's eyes, like a black hole that even light could not escape, carrying an irresistible magic.

As all of this gathering reached a critical point, Xin Nuola's palm triggered a magic surge within the prison. The magic woven by her talent magic poured out from her palm and penetrated into the Poet of Great Love's brow.

Light and shadow intertwined, containing endless primordial power, in which deep red luster flowed like blood, mysterious and eerie.

As the supreme demonkin inheritance ceremony gradually formed a mysterious imprint on the Poet of Great Love's brow, the powerful magic gradually subsided until it ended, and the great demonkin Xin Nuola finally slowly withdrew her hand.

And at this moment, the magic circuit that flashed across the Poet of Great Love's emerald pupils became a bit more complex again.

[Law Breaker Imprint]

[Category: Soul Imprint]

[Grade: Orange Epic]

[Tier: 1]

[Passive Effect: Gains a small amount of reduction in the effects of spell effects.]

[Note: Approved by Xin Nuola, the Law Breaker.]

Lan Qi closed his eyes and felt the new great demonkin imprint, nodding in satisfaction.

Although his card slot limit was only 36 now, he had four more passive magics.

A great demonkin with a title can only bestow an imprint once in their lifetime, unless they can become a ninth-order great demonkin and transform into a great demonkin trial, then they can give more demonkin imprints.

Only after the bestowal is completed will the great demonkin themselves know what attributes their imprint is for other demonkin.

"Sorry, my imprint is not very strong."

Xin Nuola was a little worried that her imprint would tarnish the New King, so she quickly took half a step back and apologized.

"No, it's a very useful imprint for me. Thank you very much."

The Poet of Great Love opened his eyes, his eyes full of appreciation as he smiled slightly.

As soon as he saw Xin Nuola, the Law Breaker, he knew she was an outstanding demonkin, and the imprint was as powerful as expected.

Although according to the demonkin's thinking, attack-type imprints are generally better than defense-type imprints, but for Lan Qi, either is fine.

As long as it wasn't the kind of imprint that "gains a certain digestive function enhancement".

Four updates today! I'm going to burn myself!

(End of this chapter)