Zach stared at the holographic contract screen in front of him.
"A five-year contract, now we're talking."
Alfred sipped his tea.
"You haven't read the full details."
Zach could see that the contract said after the contractual period, Zach was unable to sign any other contracts with other enterprises for the next three years.
"Huh..."
"I hope you understand..." Alfred sipped his tea once again.
Alfred looked like he was in his thirties, which was strange considering he looked like he was 50 years old last time they spoke.
At least Zach could relate, the W.D.E didn't want Zach to immediately sign a contract with rival parties after the five years was over.
Zach wasn't planning to, anyways.
Zach placed his hand on the screen in front of him, and it glowed a faint red, signaling the contract had been signed.
"Great! Now pack your bags, you are heading off to the Saint Academy next month."
Alfred clapped his hands excitedly.
"Wait! Isn't that too early?" Zach panicked a bit.
