"Theoretically, no. But our research has already achieved tremendous breakthroughs. If you're lucky enough for this experiment to succeed, and if you just happen to be able to form a contract with it, then you'll become the only person in the world capable of contracting a Calamity."
Phield scratched his head awkwardly.
Sorry, but I've already contracted Calamities. In fact, I've contracted two of them.
"Alright. I accept your proposal. You'll provide us with every bit of assistance you can. In return, I'll set you free and won't kill you."
For greater rewards, taking a few risks was perfectly acceptable.
"A rational decision. Trust me, while I enjoy slaughter, I also enjoy all beautiful things. I don't waste lives unnecessarily," Jamie said quietly. "Your own Divine Chosen are far more reliable than wild Calamities."
