Limitless Human

As the spirit of the mansion cursed he could see Ethan raising his sword again. Immediately screaming out in panic.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): What do you want? …..Sir....

Ethan: Now that is good. I presume that you should be able to make a contract with me.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): …...Y-Yes.

As the Spirit was taking his time to answer, Ethan lifted his sword again. He could see perfectly what the Spirit was trying to do. Waste time. If the statue represented his existence then he was only born a little time ago, combining with their little battle causing him to be very weak now.

Ethan: Good. Let's make one and know that in the case I don't like it then you will seriously going to be hurt this time.

A look of fear flashed in the Spirit of the Mansion eyes as he hurriedly nodded his head before clasping his hands together.

Whoom

Doing so a yellow paper showed between the two of them. It had several symbols on it. Ethan couldn't understand neither of them.

Seeing this Ethan had a frown as he directed his gaze at the Spirit who seemed to have a smirk underneath his pathetic state.

Ethan: Hmmm.... "Don't even think about it. Analysis"

Activating his ability, a white panel appeared in front of the yellow scroll.

<Analysis>

Master and Slave Contract

Description – A contract bonding the ones that signs to the Spirit of the Mansion as a slave by the soul.

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Ethan: "F.u.c.k.i.n.g bastard..... hehehe..... is that how you want to play huh....."

Ethan didn't had a change in expression as he looked closely at the contract. The spirit of the mansion started worrying a little bit. He was sure that the human in front of him couldn't read the symbols on the contract. Unfortunately he would never guessed that Ethan possessed Analysis.

Whoosh

Bang

The bad feeling the spirit was having was a correct one. Ethan moved faster than before as he stabbed his sword into the c.h.e.s.t of the statue.

The moment he did it the figure of spirit became weak almost transparent.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): W-Why? I agreed to everything you told me to do.

Ethan: Don't lie to me. For that I shall show the consequences of your actions.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): NO!!!

Immediately countless roots rushed out from the ground moving towards Ethan. Unfortunately the spirit was too slow as Ethan twisted his arm pulling his sword to the side performing a deep cut from the middle to the right side of the statue.

The Spirit of the Mansion couldn't be seen anymore as in it's place was a simple faint white orb.

Ethan: Hmph... I don't like your attitude and having you around is like a problem to I think that it's for you to go.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): No! Please. I will do anything.

Ethan: I think that I heard that before.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): Here. This time the contract is really good to you.

Ethan: Why should I sign it now that you are so weak?

???(Spirit of the Mansion): ….....

The spirit didn't respond as a complete red scroll with black ends appeared in front of Ethan.

Ethan: Hmmm..... let's see what you have to offer. "Analysis"

The same as before, a white panel appeared in front of Ethan.

<Analysis>

Supreme Master and Slave Contract

Description – A contract bonding the Spirit of the Mansion to the one that signs by the soul. In case the one that signs dies so the spirit does. Every power the spirit possesses the other will have as well. ?????????????

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As Ethan was going to read the description his vision blurred as he grabbed his eye in pain.

Ethan: "What the f.u.c.k..... forget it.... at least the contract seems good."

Using his free hand, Ethan signed the contract causing the red scroll to dissipate in red particles that formed a string between Ethan and now a white floating orb.

'Congratulations. You have establish a contract with a Spirit.'

???(Spirit the Mansion): Master.

The floating orb had regained a little bit of it's color as it flew around Ethan.

Ethan: Now you learned how to behave.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): I am sorry for my previous behaviour master.

Ethan: Forget about it. I can see that you are lying through all of your teeth. Do you have a name?

???(Spirit of the Mansion): No my master. I was just born.

Ethan: Hmmm.... the figure in the statue is your true figure?

???(Spirit of the Mansion): Yes.

Ethan: Remodel it to a hot women. If I am going to have around me then at least be a feast to the eyes.

Finishing speaking, Ethan started walking away indicating the spirit to follow him.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): Hummm..... master. I------------

The Spirit couldn't continue as he saw Ethan gazing at him from the corner of his eye. That look brought terror to the spirit.

???(Spirit of the Mansion): Master, I will just like to remind you that even though we are in this kind of contract if you kill me you and this land will receive consequences.

The gaze of Ethan only intensified.

Ethan: Try me. To see if I don't dare.

???(Spirit of the Mansion: N-No.....no...I just wanted to tell you master. Sorry for stepping out of my bounds.

Ethan: Hmph... you better had done what I told and change your figure the next time I see you. Together with that your name shall be Cecily.

Cecily(Spirit of the Mansion): I understand master.

A hint of sadness could be felt in Cecily voice, as she accepted her fate.

Returning to his mansion, Ethan found that Vera was waiting for him in the living room.

Vera: You are back lord.

Ethan: Yes. Let me introduce you to our new member, Cecily.

Speaking Ethan lifted his hand where the white orb, Cecily, was.

Vera: Huh? Lord?

Ethan: You don't have to understand for now. Just know that it's the spirit, practically, of this mansion.

Vera: Spirit? Mansion? Then could it help us reform the mansion and the walls?

Ethan: It can when it recovers it's power. It's currently too weak because of just being born.

Vera: Oh, you are really awesome lord. You found a solution to ours problems.

Ethan: Kind. Yes. Now rest for now. Tomorrow the tasks will change for everyone except maybe for you. The responsibility will just increase.

Vera: I am willing for anything for you, my lord.

Ethan: Perfect. Goodnight.

Vera: Goodnight, my lord.

Cecily: Master, you are really good. She is practically a slave already.

Walking away from each other, Cecily couldn't help speak out.

Ethan: So?

Cecily: Oh, nothing. I just admire you for your methods to make a girl submit so easily to your person.

Ethan: …....