Deep within the newly forming crowd, a silky-haired maiden murmured, her voice laced with confusion.
"How... W-why did he sign the damned contract? How was she supposed to enact her revenge on a corpse?" she mused, her brows furrowing as she tried to make sense of it all. If he had still been the same youth who awakened that trash F-rank talent that day, she wouldn't be as concerned. But now... he was dual-awakened, with an S-rank—a bright future ahead. Why toss it all away in one brief moment of rashness?
Something wasn't adding up. She nodded to herself, her eyes flaring light blue as the air around her grew noticeably colder. With a life-and-death battle contract signed, none of the parties affiliated with the participants were allowed to intervene—whether during the fight or afterward to exact revenge. The consequences were too disastrous to even consider, thanks to the City Lord's impervious rule and the acolytes under him. The losses massively outweighed any gain.
