Anon now sat within the castle’s meeting room, alone, on a grand and luxurious couch. A maid waited outside, ready to tend to his needs, while a cup of tea and some snacks lay on a table in front of him.

Anon patiently waited for the Queen’s arrival.

‘Is she here yet?’ Jessica’s voice echoed in Anon’s mind.

‘For the 49th time, no, she hasn’t arrived. Could you please stop asking? At 40 times, I thought it was a joke, but now it’s crossing the boundaries of humor,’ Anon replied.

‘I can’t help it. I’m eager to exact revenge on my sister. I want to make her suffer just as she made me suffer. I want her to experience the same pain I endured back then,’ Jessica shared.

Creak

‘Calm down, someone is coming,’ Anon warned.

The doors to the meeting room opened, and Fiona entered with two bodyguards.

“Hello, Jule. I notice you haven’t touched your tea and biscuits. Either you don’t like them, or you’re being cautious. Which is it?” Fiona inquired.

“Well, I’m not hungry,” Anon answered with a composed expression.

“Cautious it is, then,” Fiona remarked as she took a seat in front of him.

“What do you want to discuss?” Anon asked without hesitation.

“A contract,” she replied, extending her hand to one of her bodyguards. .𝘤𝘰𝑚

The bodyguard promptly handed her a stack of papers.

“Here you go. Please read this and let me know if you’re willing to sign it or not. I’ll return in 30 minutes,” Fiona said, handing the papers to Anon before promptly leaving the room.

Anon silently took the papers and glanced at the first heading.

‘The Chosen Candidate of the Queen.’

“Should I go through this agreement, Jessica?” Anon asked.

“No need. Just turn to page 34 and read me the fourth line from the bottom,” Jessica advised.

Anon promptly flipped through the agreement to page No. 34 and located the specified line.

“Okay, I found it. It says… The candidate agrees to become the chosen candidate for the Queen and will show no attraction toward any academy in the future. They will not accept any amount of money to betray the Queen’s trust, or they will be solely responsible for the punishment,” Anon read aloud.

“Good. Now, turn to page 57 and read the 11th clause from the beginning,” Jessica instructed.

“Okay,” Anon replied, proceeding to turn page after page to reach page 57.

After an extensive search, he finally arrived at page 57 and couldn’t help but comment, “What is this? An agreement or a detailed history book on the extinction of dinosaurs?”

Ignoring the bulk, he began searching for the 11th clause as instructed.

“Alright, I found it. It says… If the candidate disagrees with the contract and chooses not to sign it, they will face punishment. However, it doesn’t specify the nature of the punishment,” Anon explained.

“Hmm… that’s new. Well, flip to the second-to-last page and read the final clause,” Jessica directed.

“Wait, what’s new about it?” Anon inquired.

“That term ‘punishment,’ she’s using it for something specific. I can’t discern what, but for now, just turn to the second-to-last page and read the last clause,” Jessica clarified.

“Okay,” Anon acquiesced, navigating to the second-to-last page to find the final clause.

“Here it is. It says… If the chosen candidate does not win the Academic Exchange Tournament, he or she will face ‘The Punishment.’ What the heck is this ‘punishment’?” Anon questioned, his frustration apparent.

“Its meaning will be specified on the last page. Just turn it over,” Jessica replied.

Anon promptly flipped to the last page and found only two words inscribed on it.

For a moment, silence filled their connection.

‘What does it say?’ Jessica asked.

“It says… The punishment = Death,” Anon revealed.

Both of them remained silent for a moment.

‘Jess, you understand what this means, right?’ Anon inquired.

‘I-I do…’ Jessica stammered.

‘It means I’m stuck. I have to sign this contract or face death. And even if I manage to avoid that by signing, the next clause stipulates that if I don’t win the Academic Exchange, I’ll still be sentenced to death. Jessica, you’ve disrupted my plans. Now, I don’t have a backup plan because of you. You were the one who suggested this idea,’ Anon expressed his anger.

‘I-I’m sorry, Master. I didn’t know she would replace an extended prison term with the death sentence, but you still have a plan,’ Jessica tried to pacify Anon’s anger.

‘Yes, I do have a plan, and this is my only plan now. You better be prepared to accept the consequences of this mistake. You know how I deal with mistakes like this, right?’ Anon retorted with a harsh tone.

‘Yes, Master. I’m ready to face your punishment,’ Jessica responded, her voice flushed with embarrassment.

‘Is there anything else important in this contract that I should be aware of?’ Anon asked.

‘No, Master,’ Jessica replied.

‘Good,’ Anon declared as he picked up the pen and began signing the pages.

After signing every page, Anon finally put the pen down.

Creak

The doors of the room swung open, and Fiona re-entered. She glanced at Anon and then at the contract.

“Have you signed it?” Fiona inquired with a smile.

“I have,” Anon confirmed.

“Excellent. Now, I’ll take care of everything. This maid will show you to your room. You’ll be staying inside the castle for the next two days. The maid will attend to your every need, from bathing to your attire. Good luck, and I hope you thoroughly reviewed the contract,” Fiona said as she exited the room, still smiling.

“Sir, please follow me. I’ll escort you to your room,” the maid instructed Anon. She had Blue hairs, blue eyes, a good figure.

She had big boobs and Giant ass, it’s like God made her to be used by the males.

‘Heheheh… she’ll take care of everything, huh? Let’s see if she can warm up the bed,’ Anon mused, an evil grin spreading across his face.

“Oh, i will follow you.” Anon said he started following her.

Author: I can’t believe. 400 chapters. yayayayay.