The God's Games

After all, he was from the Draconid race, one of the strongest races in this world.

Even though the Draconid race was a hybrid race but half of his blood came from the True Dragon lineage, which helped him recover faster when the players weren't paying attention.

If Butch had wanted to escape, he could have done so while the players weren't looking.

However, he was interested in the organization that had managed to gather so many strong people.

It seemed that this organization would have a close connection with the future development of this world.

Maybe he could use this opportunity to investigate and plan his next steps.

So, he didn't hurry to escape.

He lazily lay on the ground, listening with perked ears as the players discussed their mission and other topics.

He was somewhat disappointed when he saw Ulon Town.

He had expected that the place they would take him to would be impressive, but arriving at the very ordinary Ulon Town, Butch was quite disheartened.

At least the players finally brought him to the ironworks at the quarry.

This strange building was still somewhat novel.

He had heard the players mention that this would be his future workplace.

Having a Draconid man work at the ironworks was quite an unusual idea.

Master PungPong, had been talking about Hanjun for a long time, and now he saw Hanjun coming in with Snowball.

As Hanjun approached, Butch's expression suddenly changed.

He could feel a wave of oppressive power slowly approaching him from outside.

This overwhelming pressure was something that he had never felt before, strong enough to consume him in an instant, like an ocean.

At that moment, Master PungPong excitedly shouted, "Hanjun, you're here!"

Butch then saw a boy around fourteen or fifteen years old slowly walking in with a white wolf by his side.

The boy's blue eyes then landed on him.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Butch felt a pressure that others couldn't sense.

He even had the illusion that the eyes weren't blue-colored eyes but rather a cold, emotionless golden eyes that were full of pity for the world.

Snapping out of his daze, Butch began to wonder if he had made a mistake.

A person who could exude such a terrifying aura definitely wasn't just an ordinary person.

Even his own heart was filled with fear toward this person.

Could he still carry out his plan to escape from Ulon Town?

Butch wasn't sure, and he could only hope that this person would be merciful and not hold it against him.

Hanjun slowly walked over, nodded at the players, and then looked down at Butch who are on the ground, and raised an eyebrow, "So this is the one you were talking about."

The players nodded their heads in agreement while looking down at Butch with him.

They then watched as Butch suddenly sat up from the ground, curled into a ball, and hid in a corner like a frightened kitten.

The players exchanged puzzled looks.

What was going on?

Last night, Butch had been extremely proud expression when facing them.

Even though they had treated him like a boss to be defeated, he hadn't shown any signs of submission on the way back.

Because of this situation, the players became even more certain that they couldn't just let Butch roam freely around the ironworks.

He needed to be restrained somehow.

After meeting Hanjun, Butch's behavior completely changed.

How could they describe it?

It was like a mouse meeting a cat, trembling in fear at the sight of its natural enemy.

Master PungPong and the others thought back and remembered that Butch claimed to be the last descendant of the Draconid race with the True Dragon bloodline in the world.

How could he possibly be afraid of a fourteen-year-old boy like Hanjun?

But the fact was, Butch was now terrified, trembling, and trying to hide from him.

Hanjun, however, wasn't surprised at all.

Dragons have always been very perceptive.

When they sense someone stronger than them, they don't pretend otherwise—they openly acknowledge the other's strength and take a step back.

Just like Butch was doing now, showing weakness to Hanjun.

Hanjun's true form was the God of Light, and even though his power had diminished, he could still easily overpower a Draconid people like Butch.

Butch could feel the immense power emanating from Hanjun, like the vast ocean that could drown someone in an instant.

He trembled, not daring to show any pride in front of Hanjun.

Hanjun didn't consider Butch as a threat and turned his head to ask the players, "What do you want to do with him?"

Master PungPong eagerly explained, "This boss is very strong. If he doesn't listen, he could cause a lot of trouble. We just want him to obediently work for us. Of course, we're not heartless capitalists. He can have his own free time outside of work, but he can't cause any trouble. Once he's paid for his mistakes with hard labor, we'll set him free."

Hanjun thought the players had a well-thought-out plan, so he nodded and turned to Butch, asking, "What do you think? Are you willing?"

In front of Hanjun, Butch didn't dare say anything else and quickly replied, "Yes, I'm willing. I'm willing."

He was afraid that if he even hinted at being unwilling, Hanjun might destroy him right then and there.

Thinking back, the past two days had been terrible for Butch.

Who would have thought that his plan to just check out these people would end up trapping him instead?

Hanjun nodded knowingly and asked the players, "So, how do you want to ensure his compliance?"

The players looked at each other, and Master PungPong scratched his head, saying, "We can choose? What options do we have?"

Hanjun nodded, "Yes, there's the Equality Contract, Master-Servant Contract, and Life-Death Contract. Which one do you want?"

The players asked, "Can we include all our conditions for him in the contract?"

Hanjun replied, "Of course you can."