I Made Up Forbidden Spells, and They Actually Worked?

Noticing a shift in Dean Bruce's demeanor, Claire Raymond seized the momt, saying, "If you have any other requests, please don't hesitate to let me know! I am guinely eager to collaborate with you!"

It must be said that Claire Raymond was indeed shak by the ethereal woman, which led her to lower her own posture considerably.

Dean Bruce collected his thoughts and replied calmly, "I see your sincerity, but I have one more condition!"

"Please, go ahead," Claire Raymond responded, appearing all ears.

"You must make a blood oath not to betray me or disclose any information I share with you," Dean Bruce said, his expression steady. "If you can't agree to this, th we have nothing more to discuss."

There was no choice; Claire Raymond was indeed intimidated by that ethereal woman, yet her true power far exceeded Dean Bruce's. To sure his own safety, Dean Bruce had to insist on the blood oath.

After all, ev Dean Bruce himself didn't know how to summon that ethereal woman!

And he had no idea whether that woman would be able to save him every time!

Upon hearing this condition, Claire Raymond pondered for a momt before suddly raising her right index finger to her mouth and gtly biting it.

The finger, as as jade, immediately began to bleed, crystal droplets forming and pooling at the tip. Claire th began to trace a symbol in front of her, and a faintly glowing magic circle emerged, radiating a soft red light as it quietly expanded, veloping both Claire Raymond and Dean Bruce within it.

Dean Bruce had little knowledge of magic circles and was uncertain about what this particular one was. He immediately readied himself for battle.

Claire Raymond said in a serious tone, "I, Claire Raymond, swear by the name of the God of Light that for the rest of my life, I will not harm Mr. Dean Bruce, nor will I disclose any information he shares with me! Should I violate this oath, may my soul be obliterated and condemned to hell forever!"

Buzz—

As her words fell, the blood-red formation split in two, transforming into beams of light that tered both Dean Bruce and Claire Raymond.

"Ding!"

"System Notification: Congratulations, the host has established a unilateral Soul Blood Contract with Claire Raymond, lasting for 300 years!"

Upon seeing the system notification, Dean Bruce couldn't help but feel pleased; a powerful emy had just become an ally!

With the Soul Blood Contract in place, Claire Raymond could not harm Dean Bruce in any way. Ev the mere act of betraying him would invoke the contract's punishmt.

Claire Raymond's face grew paler, and her voice trembled as she continued, "This is a voice transmission magic talisman. If you wish to investigate the Relics, you can call for me at any time! This is the badge of the Honorary Elder; as long as you hold this badge, you will joy all the befits I previously mtioned!

Once you drip blood on it, it will activate, and it has some additional minor effects."

As she spoke, Claire Raymond handed a magic talisman and a gold badge to Dean Bruce.

The badge wasn't very large, shimmering with a soft light, and was graved with the image of an elderly man, wearing a kind smile.

Ev though Claire had established a Soul Blood Contract, Dean Bruce didn't activate the badge just yet. He scanned it with his gaze and, raising an eyebrow, looked at Claire Raymond with interest, chuckling lightly, "Call you anytime? With your injuries, I hope you won't be a liability."

Claire Raymond replied softly, "My injuries are nothing. If time is pressing, I will take a potion to recover."

Dean Bruce nodded and said, "Alright, I'll call you for the next exploration of the Relics. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."

Seeing that Claire Raymond had no further commts, Dean Bruce turned to leave and pressed a button, causing the lift to rise slowly.

It was only after Dean Bruce's figure disappeared completely with the lift that Claire Raymond trembled and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Who is this guy... Just forming a Soul Blood Contract with him has such a significant impact on me..."

Wiping the blood from her lips, Claire Raymond murmured, "The stronger he is, the stronger the Relics we explore will be, and the greater the befits I can obtain. Moreover, someone like him likely doesn't care much for power. Perhaps I can get him to help me with a few things!"

"I really need to build a good relationship with him!"

After saying this, Claire Raymond, looking weary, closed her eyes, her form seeming to bld into the moonlight, gradually fading away.

As the lift slowly descded, Dean Bruce took out the badge, and while no one was watching, he bit his fingertip and let a drop of blood fall onto it.

There was no brilliant light or special ssation; the badge seemed to come to life, floating autonomously to Dean Bruce's chest and settling onto his magical robe.

"Ding!"

"System Notification: Congratulations, the host has successfully activated the A-grade treasure: Magical Faith Badge. While wearing this badge, the speed of magical ergy gathering in your vicinity will increase, attracting more magical power and accelerating your cultivation speed;

Additionally, any magic you cast will have its effects increased by %;

Wh your currt magical power is below 50% of your maximum, your recovery speed will increase by 30%;

Wh you withstand magical attacks, you can absorb % of the incoming magical power and convert it into your own, lasting for 30 seconds."

"!!!"

Seeing these effects, Dean Bruce's eyes lit up.

One effect could hance his cultivation speed, and the other three could significantly improve his actual combat ability—this was no small hancemt!

[No wonder this is a prized item from the Magic Guild. So many effects! It feels like it might ev offer greater befits than the Dragonheart Pdant.]

He marveled internally until the sounds of light and commotion approached, prompting Dean Bruce to compose himself and maintain a calm expression.

Sure ough, the mage who had led him here was waiting at the lift, bowing respectfully and saying, "My lord, I will escort you back…"

Before the mage could finish his stce, his gaze fell upon the Magical Faith Badge, and his pupils instantly constricted as he exclaimed, "You... how did you get that badge?"

"Mm?"

Dean Bruce calmly turned his gaze towards the mage, causing the latter to immediately drop to one knee, trembling with fear. "My lord, I misspoke! I deserve to die!"

What a joke—giv Dean Bruce's status, explaining the origins of the badge would only demean him.

With that badge, he was one of the thirte Honorary Elders of the Magic Guild, holding a position of great esteem. Why should he explain himself to an ordinary person?

Dean Bruce did not punish the mage; he simply said, "Lead the way."

"Yes, my lord! I will take you there immediately!"

The mage let out a sigh of relief, his attitude ev more respectful than before, almost lowering his head to the g.

The Magical Faith Badge was highly conspicuous, and ev though Dean Bruce did not deliberately flaunt it, nearly everyone from the Magic Guild they passed recognized it and bowed to him in respect.

Ev wh they returned to the area where they were queuing, the staff member responsible for activating the magic array saw Dean Bruce approaching and trembled with fear, quickly stepping forward to respectfully ask, "My lord, are you also planning to use the teleportation array?"

Seeing Dean Bruce nod, the staff member unexpectedly turned and said, "Everyone else, step aside and make way for my lord!"

"…"

At these words, everyone was stunned, especially those who had already tered the platform, paid their fees, and were merely waiting for the teleportation magic array to be activated!

Nicholas William's eyes wided in disbelief!

As the deputy lord, he had to pay for certain privileges within the Magic Guild, yet Dean Bruce could command such humble obedice from the staff. What kind of status did he have?

"Why should we?"

"We've already paid our fees!"

"Exactly! We've waited for him long ough; why do we have to step aside now? The teleportation magic array requires at least half an hour of cooldown time!"

As the uproar escalated, the crowd glared angrily at the staff member.

Why didn't they dare to direct their anger at Dean Bruce?

They wer't foolish; they understood that Dean Bruce could command such treatmt from the Magic Guild staff because of his immse power. Naturally, they did not dare to provoke him and could only express their discontt in this manner.

"Why should we? If you're unhappy, you can leave; just come to me for a refund!"

The staff member turned a, grinning. "We're not begging you to use the teleportation magic array!"

At these words, everyone fell silt.

Without using the teleportation magic array, reaching another city would not only take a lot of time but also involve the risk of danger.

Robbers and beasts lurking on the road wouldn't care about their troubles; they would take their money without hesitation!

With a collective sigh, the crowd stepped down from the teleportation magic array, their gazes toward Dean Bruce filled with uncertainty. They were also curious about what kind of status Dean Bruce had that would warrant such sycophantic behavior from the staff.

Dean Bruce, of course, wouldn't refuse such privileges. He stepped onto the teleportation magic array with Nicholas William, the space a them feeling quite empty.

The staff member th asked, "My lord, which city would you like to teleport to?"

Dean Bruce looked at Nicholas William, who had finally gathered his thoughts and quickly replied, "Sd us to Niro City!"