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"Alright, make sure to press your palm down properly."
Ghislain handed over the slave contract. The bold '10 years' written on it caught their attention.
Claude, Alpoi, and the other mages, with trembling hands, took the contract. Once they signed it, they'd officially become slaves.
Claude, tears welling up in his eyes, pleaded.
"C-could we call it a draw?"
"What nonsense, I won. Now, hurry up and press your palm."
"N-no, how about we work hard without pay instead? Do we really need a slave contract…?"
Claude thought that working without pay was essentially the same as being a slave, …
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