The Romantic Trials Of A Transmigrated Empress

Chapter 345: Are you takingas a hunting dog?

Mrs. sadistic wondered which part of their conversation Sigrid had failed to understand. Did she miss the part

where any of these mighty and bad mages could crush her with weapons that they got from the bank?

She had spower, yes but these people had years of experience and they were not afraid to obliterate

everyone she loved to get what they desired.

"Did you not hearthe first time? You get to save yourself, the people you love and Eldoria."

Sigrid leaned back in the chair with a stubborn look on her face. She tapped her fingers together, smiling a shark

that had sniffed sblood.

"lI am not foolish, Mrs. sadistic immortal." She said slowly, taking her sweet tto drag her words out. "Emmah

Fairfax had the lucky halo for close to a year and it did not attract attention. It could have been passed to me

without all the fuss that was created. | have a feeling that you deliberately arranged for it to take the long way

round before it fell into my hands.

You wanted its power to be felt so that you could draw out all these mages that defaulted on their deals. You

probably planned this long before | even started dealing with Emmah."

"We must exhaust all your potential. It is justifiable given how much we invest into plucking someone from one

world and sending them to another. You negotiated a lot of business deals when you were on earth so | am sure

that you understand this concept. Now do you want the job or not?"

Sigrid’s shoulders moved up. "It depends on the benefits. Put aside saving my life or that of my loved ones and

blah blah blah. As the bank, what reward do you givefor collecting your overdue rent?

You are business men too so | know you understand what | mean. Nobody works for free. Unless, you are trying

to takeas a hunting dog.

In that case, | would rather take my chances with these bad mages. Anyway, the halo is already back with you so

they won't find it no matter how hard they look."

"How about a lucky halo of your own?" Mrs. Sadistic asked.

Sigrid sat up once again, suddenly very interested in where the conversation was leading.

"In addition to that, we will grant you the ability to reverse tfor one minute. But, it cannot be used randomly.

We will also provide weapons for you to fight these defaulters in case you encounter difficulties and cannot fight

them on your own."

"Damn, you are going all out." Sigrid whistled.

"Oh...before | forget." Mrs. sadistic flipped a page in the red book open. "We need Anita...the serpent girl. We

need her eyes and her blood and bones. | am afraid that your brother Elowin will have to be disappointed."

"Is she a defaulter too?" Sigrid asked curiously.

"No,"

The red book was turned to face Sigrid and she saw an image of the biggest and blackest snakes she had ever

seen. Between its eyes was the image of a green flower.

Mrs. sadistic continued, "Anita is not a customer of this bank but the snake was. He stumbled onto us as a small

creature and we gave him wisdom. Eyes that could control human minds, blood that could nourish, venom that

could kill anything and bones which were harder than concrete."

"But concrete breaks." Sigrid muttered.

Mrs. sadistic nodded. "With the right weapon, concrete breaks and our little fork tongued friend was hit with all

the right weapons. He died before his contract was up and Anita digested as much of him as she could. The

things that don’t belong to her should be returned to their owner."

Sigrid raised her hand. "Can | ask a question?"

Mrs. sadistic sighed impatiently. "What is it now?"

"What's with you people and eyes over here?" She asked curiously, "Do you have an eye storage bank where

you deposit special eyes for clients?"

"What we have or don’t have is none of your business unless you would like to make it your business by

acquiring your very own special eyes." Mrs. sadistic leaned forward. "Would you like to?"

"Nope." Sigrid turned her down immediately. The price for taking things from this bank was a little too high and

the penalty for defaulting was death."

"Are you sure?" Mrs. sadistic asked in a rather tempting voice. "We have eyes that can show you visions of the

future, those that can bend reality, eyes that create illusions, those that control the minds of others, eyes that

stop twith a single blink, those that shoot fire.

Not just eyes by the way, we also have other limbs like arms that can split into ten. Imagine having ten arms

that are all wielding swords and capable of independently stabbing enemies. Or arms that can regenerate no

matter how times they are cut off.

We can give you legs that crush mountains or tread on seas like it is the land itself. Toes that are sharp and can

slice just like swords.

Ears that hear the secrets of the entire world. With such ears, you can be a god among men. There is so much

we can give you. Are you sure that you really want to say no?"

As tempting as most of what she said was, Sigrid was determined not to give in. "I am sure. | will not a sign a

contract but | will take that halo and all the other benefits which calong with this hunting task. Oh...and the

system, | will be keeping it until | die. Is that acceptable?"

"It is acceptable, you have a deal. But we still have to sign a contract to make sure that you do not fail in your

new responsibilities." She snapped her fingers once and the contract appeared.

Sigrid touched it, "Oh goodie! | love contracts." She laid back in the chair and asked for a pen. She would read

every word carefully and make sure that there were no loop holes whatsoever.

And maybe...just maybe, she could get smore benefits for herself. Like the frostbite melons, starweaver

honey and firecloud wine. These were three things that Cosmos swore were the tastiest in the universe.

None were in her world. But that did not mean the bank could not find a way to provide them to her. Also, she

wanted the ability to teleport. Being crown princess involved a lot of movement and teleportation spells drained

energy.

She racked her brain, wondering what else she could ask for.