A rare magical miracle in the world

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"Just wait, you can punish me however you like."

Isefia raised the Black Dragon Spear in her hand, a newly born Legendary Relic from the treasury, "Please stand behind me now, and don't act rashly."

"What's their situation?"

How could Bailuo punish his senior sister, "How strong are they?"

"Not sure about the other two, but that woman," the senior sister gestured for Bailuo to look at the woman with the Weeping Face, "She's very strong!"

Although there was only a moment of exchange, the outcome of a clash between the strong was evident in an instant.

"Master, the seal is complete."

Sherri and Lilith had already sealed the contract, and The Lu Wei Family and Lyon had arrived in the shortest time possible.

The three of them used an unknown secret art, as if time stood still, freezing the entire Avalon World in place.

At this moment, apart from Bailuo and his Miracle Entity, no one else could move or think.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Bailuo had no good feelings towards these sudden intruders, yet he didn't grasp the extent of their strength, and therefore, he wasn't overly arrogant.

"Wasn't it you who summoned us here, and now you're asking who we are?"

The Crying Woman spoke with profound resentment, "Sure enough, we're the unwanted ones. Now even the person who called us here is saying they don't recognize us, boo hoo hoo."

"Pffhahaha, don't recognize us, haha, that's so funny, pffhahaha."

On the other side, Smiling Face was holding his stomach, laughing in various tones.

Bailuo was puzzled, but he still noted the woman's words, "Wasn't it you who summoned us here?"

"Xiao Hei, are you messing around?"

Remembering the sound of pages turning, Bailuo quickly looked at the Black Leather Book in his consciousness and flipped to the tenth page.

Indeed, new text had appeared on what was originally a blank tenth page.

[Since you have acquired ten miracles, the special hidden Miracle Creature 'Trader' has been unlocked to serve you.]

[The Trader only makes deals at a loss.]

The Pact of Sovereign and Subject: Bailuo Yatun

Level: ???

Species: Miracle Creature

Faction: Ancient Religion

"Trader?"

Bailuo was extremely surprised. He truly hadn't expected that these three were summoned by the Black Leather Book and had also entered into a contract called 'The Pact of Sovereign and Subject' with him.

The Pact of Sovereign and Subject: The sovereign does not have the right to command the subjects, but if the sovereign dies, the subjects will also perish.

This was the information about The Pact of Sovereign and Subject conveyed to Bailuo from the Black Leather Book.

Bailuo could not command the three Traders, but if Bailuo died, they too would vanish along with him.

"There's such a contract?"

The Pact of Sovereign and Subject, something Bailuo had never heard his uncle mention and had not expected to encounter here.

"Oh dear," Wrath chuckled, "It seems the great king has recognized us. Now that you know who we are, there's no need to be so tense."

"Could you please ask the one above not to stare at us anymore?"

Wrath pointed upwards, "It's quite terrifying to be watched by such a being."

"Hmm?"

Bailuo didn't understand what Wrath meant, but the resonating sound of a dragon's roar provided the answer.

"I haven't fully trusted you."

Of course, Bailuo wouldn't request the Mysterious Dragon to withdraw. Instead, he asked her to keep a close watch on the three of them, "Now, tell me the purpose of your search for me, what your abilities are, and why you have been summoned?"

"Of course, of course, we will now reassure the great king," Wrath said as the leader, "We are searching for 'Ayle's Construction Book,' a special Miracle belonging to the Miracle faction of 'Four Sages Corridor'."

"As for its appearance..."

Wrath described, "It's very thin, looks like a diary, but is completely black."

Completely black!!

Bailuo immediately thought of the Book of Yagen, "That's not right, it's called the Book of Yagen, not Ayle's Construction Book."

"What's its use?"

"Ayle's Construction Book itself is useless, but if you can find it and return it to us, you can ask us to do anything."

"..."

Bailuo had never heard of such a thing from his uncle, "Is that the only ability you have, just that one?"

"Yes, just that one ability."

While Wrath spoke, he glanced at the cold-faced Isefia and smiled, "Ah, right, right, we have another ability that might be useful to you."

"What ability?"

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"Answer the question."

Wrath said, "Once every seven days, you may ask us a question. As long as it is within our knowledge, we shall hold nothing back in our response."

"If you do not use it, then the opportunity will not be stored, but missed."

"Now is the first time," Wrath said, placing a hand before himself and then slowly bowing deeply to Bailuo, "Please exercise your right."

The question...

Who exactly are you?

What are you doing here?

If Bailuo were to ask such questions, he would undoubtedly be playing the fool.

Would they really answer just because they said they would? Would the answer be correct, without deception?

'Let's test them.'

Bailuo glanced at Iotina and happened to have a question that could test the depth of these three: "I do have a question indeed."

"Oh?"

Wrath: "Please ask."

"The person with me is the Imperial Songstress. She belongs to the Four Sages Corridor, but due to certain issues, she is unable to grant others the power of miracles. May I ask how to resolve this?"

Bailuo did not disclose the reason, he simply wished to see what the three would say.

"The Four Sages Corridor! Granting others the Power of Miracles? Pffhahaha!!"

Smiling Face suddenly burst into laughter, more exaggeratedly than before, falling to the ground and rolling around: "That's hilarious, the funniest joke I've heard in years, pffhahaha~~~"

"Uh..."

Bailuo was speechless: "Does he have an issue?"

"Yes."

Wrath spoke, "Please ignore him."

"Oh dear, how pitiful," Weeping said, "Not only unrecognized but also treated as a madman. How miserable we are, wuwuwu."

"Is she also...?"

"Yes."

Wrath said, "You can ignore this one as well."

"..."

Bailuo now suspected that perhaps Wrath had an issue too, merely not manifesting right now: "Just answer my question."

"Are you sure you want to use this question as your first opportunity?"

"Answer it."

Bailuo did not wish to interact further and simply said.

"As you wish."

Wrath declared, "My answer is, you are too arrogant!"

"Hmm?"

Bailuo was not angry, merely let Wrath continue speaking: "How could someone as vulgar as you hope to understand the Four Sages Corridor!"

"You are teaching her how to conduct herself?"

"You actually believe you can instruct her?"

"Impossible, impossible. Can someone truly be so lacking in self-awareness? Impossible, impossible."

"Such presumptuousness!"

Wrath's tone suddenly changed, becoming deep and ancient: "Who do you think you are? To comprehend the Four Sages Corridor? You are a million years too early!"

"..."

The verdict was clear, this fellow's mind was also troubled, he had spoken at length, but it seemed entirely... Enjoy new adventures from My Virtual Library Empire

"Eh?"

Bailuo suddenly looked up, and Wrath noticed: "It appears you have realized."

"So it is, is that right?"

The Four Sages Corridor does not require teaching; it is a miracle faction that needs no external forces. Even as Iotina's master, Bailuo was not qualified to instruct her.

No, on the contrary, leaving her to her own devices was all that was necessary.

If Iotina wished to hide away and sing on her own, it was not a flaw, but her choice.

And the choice of the Four Sages Corridor, that was something beyond the wisdom of mortals. Bailuo did not need to ask, did not need to solve; he simply had to let her be.

"Indeed, a new perspective."

"The question has been answered. We shall take our leave now," Wrath bowed again to Bailuo: "As of today, every seven days, you may ask us a question."

"Furthermore, if possible, when we meet again, may the great king trust us a bit more. We are free traders, not like those foxy jezebels. "

"So, until next time, esteemed and magnificent king..."