"And let me remind you, before you start spouting nonsense about how you can help me and be an asset, I have never once required the aid of ANYONE in ANY of my ventures." I brought my words down like a hammer on Renni’s head.
Because that was exactly what she had planned to say in the first place, although she knew that the amount of support and assistance she could give me was severely limited at present, that didn’t mean it would be in the future.
At best, I could go through the long process of manipulating her mind and transforming her into one of my puppets, but I didn’t have the time nor drive to do so at the moment.
Her body? Since we were both technically children, at least physically, it wasn’t like she could offer herself to me in that sense either, so realistically, or in my mind, she was practically worthless.
Money? Sure, that could help, but I had my money-making schemes, so the effect she could have on my finances would be temporary, although immediate; even so, I could steal from whoever I wished and take what I needed.
Physical Power? Hah, yeah, right, I was already several times stronger than her. Factor in my Talent, and she would potentially never be able to hold a candle to me in strength; my stats were on course to be way too high for any lower Racial classification to compete with.
Political Power and Connection? I can literally make them with force; what need do I have for someone who relied on their money to forge weak tethers to people higher up on the food chain when I can directly brainwash and take control of those at the top?
Without reading her mind, I could already come up with the plausible responses she would come up with, and from what I could surmise, there wasn’t a single thing she could offer me.
For several minutes, I watched with lazy eyes as Renni opened and closed her mouth like a fish out of water, attempting to come up with an answer until I had finally seen enough.
"You have nothing to offer me, money, physical strength, political power, hell; you can’t even offer me your body because you are a far cry from your mature figure in the Origin Timeline; face it, Renni, you have nothing to give me." Sitting forward, I propped my elbows up on my knees and cradled my chin in my cupped hands.
"As you are now, you are nothing but a liability to me. A weak little girl with the memories of her future self." As I spoke, I watched Renni’s shoulders sag as far as they would go and shook my head.
"M…l..e…" With her head drooped, Renni mumbled something inaudible, making me raise an eyebrow.
"Speak up, woman, I may have sensitive ears, but that doesn’t mean shit if you don’t vocalize properly." Spitting out arrogance-laced words, I watched as Renni clenched her small fists and snapped her head up to look me in the eyes with conviction.
"My life, I will give you my whole life."
"And why would I want that when I could take it just as easily as you give it to me?" With a huff, I reclined into the comfy couch.
"Because I won’t be merely a puppet, but I can be useful if you allow me to be. While I can’t say how I can sign a Soul Contract with you, that way, you will have someone on the ground here in London to run your affairs logically while being coherent."
’This girl, why is she all in right now? What don’t I know," contrary to what she probably expected, I didn’t jump on the opportunity to enslave Renni even though she had offered to sign a contract with me.
No, it was quite the opposite; now, I was EXTREMELY weary of her. No one in their right mind would sign over their life and willingly enter into a slavery contract without a damn good reason.
’She knows something I don’t, something important enough that she doesn’t want me messing with her memories, as she doesn’t know exactly how far back I will rewrite them.’ Sucking my teeth and running my tongue over my left upper k-9, I tilted my head downward and stared long and hard at the young girl wearing a puffy pink princess dress.
’I understand not wanting someone to meddle with your mind, but her eyes tell me there is more to it than that…but what is it.’ With that thought bouncing around my head, I brought up the Arkadia Shop and purchased the most expensive Soul Contract they had in stock, burning 1000 High-Alpha Arc Coins.
Although it was costly, and it hurt my heart to spend so much on a single sheet of monster-hide parchment, I knew that I was about to earn a lot of cash off the Harrington family and could replace my lost funds.
Pulling out the pen I had Vincent use earlier, I made sure there was no excess blood from his use, then began scribbling out an extremely one-sided and binding contract, using legal terms and covering every possible scenario I could come up with.
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I covered it all, from her XP being stored by Arkadia until I allowed her to use it to everything she owns, along with everything she will own in the future, which will become mine.
Her life, her objects, her Soul, even her XP, it all belonged to me, and if I so chose, I could rob her of it at a second notice.
She’d become a total slave, unable to act out against me or spill my secrets to anyone. There would be no plotting against me or lying either, yet she still had her mind and technically free will, so long as it didn’t go against me or my interests in any way, shape, or form.
With each line I completed in the document, the writings would shrink until, after a short time, the parchment was completely covered, top to bottom, front to back, detailing the contents of the contract.
If she signs this, Renni would completely belong to me; she would literally be signing over her entire being.