Witch's Embrace

"The Witch's Convent" by DaoistaHADNk

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Hawthorne was taken aback.

What does this mean?

A matron from the Blue Dragon royal family has taken a liking to me?!

This...

Why do I keep encountering situations like this!

Hawthorne couldn't help but curse inwardly. He initially thought that his new body's handsome appearance would be advantageous after crossing over, but up to now, this face hadn't brought him—or the original master of the body—any benefit, only endless trouble!

First, the original owner had been targeted by Heidi because of this face, and had his soul drained;

Then, Hawthorne himself, because of his standout looks, was remembered by Dark Intelligence Network's Thugs, which led to being a key subject of the Black Staff Tower investigation team;

And now, an unknown wealthy Blue Dragon matron wants to buy him as a pet...

Damn it, might as well just ruin my looks!

He cursed inwardly. After weighing his options, he looked up, eyes firm, and addressed Rahman: "Sorry, esteemed Rahman…"

"Eighty thousand gold coins," Rahman offered.

Hawthorne's breath caught, but his tone remained firm: "I'm sorry, I—"

"One hundred thousand gold coins," Rahman interjected, then added, "Her heart requires comfort. If you make her happy, her rewards could far exceed this amount."

The Blue Dragon kin employee couldn't help but glance at Hawthorne. Though shocked, Hawthorne took a deep breath and maintained his firm stance: "I apologize, esteemed Prince Rahman. Before expressing my stance, I must first say that being appreciated by a great Blue Dragon is indeed an honor for me."

"However, what I am seeking is legitimate business cooperation. If I receive a large sum of money as a result of being favored by a hypothetical Blue Dragon matron, it introduces private matters into a public business collaboration."

"If I fail to separate personal interests from business, I will eventually become negligent in my duties, focusing instead on pleasing this hypothetical matron. In the long run, both our interests will suffer, and I'll end up inciting her wrath, meeting a ruinous fate."

With that, he bowed slightly and said, "To avoid this lose-lose situation, please allow me to refuse this hypothetical Blue Dragon matron's favor."

Saying this, his back was already drenched in cold sweat.

Though his speech was long, it could be summarized in one sentence: I refuse to serve!

He certainly didn't want to serve, especially since this "hypothetical" Blue Dragon matron might have unusual interests. Steel wool and alcohol torches might be mild in comparison; who knows how many cruel tricks a three hundred-year-old, lonely Blue Dragon matron could have!

Risking severe injury for some money just wasn't worth it!

As a player, Hawthorne had seen plenty of money. In the later stages of the game, he could easily spend hundreds of thousands, even millions of gold coins. There was no way he'd sell his dignity and body for a mere hundred thousand!

However…

Hawthorne felt that he had been delicate and respectful enough in his speech, hoping that the Blue Dragon before him would understand his position. He didn't know the temperament of this "Rahman" Blue Dragon, as the character wasn't part of the original game, which made him extremely nervous, even questioning whether he could leave the bank alive!

Damn, this is a bona fide Blue Dragon!

And this is his domain; who knows what other terrifying beings lurk here...

A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as Rahman's golden slit eyes fixed on his face, scrutinizing his expression. The hall was deathly silent, akin to the calm before a storm.

After a long pause, the Blue Dragon suddenly chuckled lightly.

"Well done, Mr. Hawthorne," he said. "Congratulations, you've passed my test."

"I've been seeking a partner with shrewdness and a steely resolve, someone who wouldn't waiver even when faced with a Blue Dragon." He sighed gently. "Regrettably, the people I've encountered before were mere sycophants. How could I trust them with funds?"

The tension in the room eased, and Hawthorne exhaled slightly, albeit internally skeptical: Yeah right, you only say this because I stood firm, right?

If I had agreed earlier, you'd probably say something completely different, wouldn't you?

Not only did he think this, but even the male Blue Dragon kin employee silently pondered: Prince, you've never personally received any client before. Why suddenly put a human to the test?

Clearly, you're scouting for a new consort for your mother!

Though each had internal musings, Rahman was uninterested in their thoughts.

He reached out with a dragon finger, the red gemstone ring on it emitting a gentle magical glow. Countless red magical threads extended from it, forming a seal which slowly descended onto the table in front of him.

"The initial investment will be set at twenty thousand gold coins," he stated. "The Blue Dragon Bank doesn't deal in small business, so spend freely."

"Be bold, Mr. Hawthorne. I see talent in your proposal, so go ahead and shine!"

As he offered encouragement, he was equally generous with his praise. The more he did so, the more uneasy Hawthorne felt, suspecting the dragon harbored some undisclosed scheme.

Is he thinking that once I blow through the principal, I'll be at his mercy?

Ugh... this money feels a bit like a hot potato!

"You can discuss the specific agreement details among yourselves."

With that, the massive Blue Dragon slowly rose, swishing his tail, which was as long as the rest of his forebody, and turned leisurely to exit through the door from which he had come.

Just as he was about to leave, his enormous head suddenly twisted 180 degrees, and his large draconic face smiled at Hawthorne at the door. "Good luck, young sir. I eagerly anticipate the day of your success and renown."

Having said this, he took another step forward. The door slowly closed, and with that, the Prince of the Blue Dragon finally made his complete exit.

Hawthorne exhaled deeply, and his heart settled back into place. At this moment, the male Blue Dragon kin employee, smiling, approached him and said, "Please follow me, sir. We have a standard contract template ready. Let us know if you need any changes."

"If everything is in order, we can sign it today."

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