"Looks like you're not interested. Oh well, I won't offer you such a generous price next time." The fat man helplessly put away the contract. "Then I definitely wouldn't dare snatch it. That First Blade of yours... tsk tsk."
"Besides, I wouldn't snatch it anyway. I'm not like Amy; I'm not a god, I'm a businessman." The fat man suddenly smiled. "How about this? You have no use for this slate either. Give it to me, and I can grant you a promise. As long as you call my name, I can intervene and strike once on your behalf."
A promise from the King of Hell.
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