And finally, Agustin takes off his sunglasses and looks at the rogue servant more clearly, and then he smiles .
"I don't know who you pissed off in heaven for you to end up with me, but it's better than nothing, isn't it ? I'll form a contract with you ."
"Well, if you say so ..."
Gus looks a bit stunned by the man's proclamation . It's a start contrast to the way he, himself, lives life .
"If it's just mana you need, then alright . Wouldn't wanna see you dying out now, can we ?"
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โ I will swear loyalty to you as my master, and as long as you call my name, not a single hair on your head or inch of your skin shall be harmed. โ
Of course, he speaks without knowing about the magus's.. street cat habits.
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He seems ... hesitant .
"You looking for someone to make a contract with ?" He asks,
"'cause right now, you don't look too well . I could call a few old pals to find you someone, but that might take a while ."
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โ Young sir, forgive me if perhaps my servant senses have led me astray but.. โ
He pauses, still slightly in disbelief,
โ ..You seem to be a magus yourself, are you not? You at least have a decent amount of mana, and know /of/ mage craft.. โ
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"Ah ... i guess you could, by the most basic definitions, call me one ,"
He runs a hand through his hair, before continuing . It's hard to see behind his shades, where he's looking .
"But really, you'll have better luck elsewhere, unlucky servant ."
"Ah ."
He places the side of his fist to his palm, as if finally understanding something that any other mage could've seen five minutes ago .
"You're a servant, huh ? No master, at that . That's gotta be tough, no one sustaining you ..."
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He would've said the same thing under any other circumstances, it's just this time he's saying it as an offer, rather than a fact.
โ I'm a knight, you see, and I'm on a mission to protect the world from.. โ he pauses, he'll stop there.
โ Something, you see. โ
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He contemplates for a few minutes and looks closer at the servant before him .
"And you're in horrible condition too ."
Gus scratches the back of his neck and looks around, he's just way too dull for a situation like this .
"You got real bad luckโ
"Ay, it's none of my business whose blood's on your hands ."
The stranger chuckles . He looks beaten up, just not quite as much as the other before him .
"The name's Agustin โ
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He pauses, seeing a magus before him. Ah... A courteous smile is offered,
"Don't be freightened, the blood is mostly.. mine" he admits, a shameful chuckle leaving him along with the words of assurance, relieved that his hood was at least on.
"What is your name?"
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โ and you look worse for wear ." Ironic, considering the black eye his sunglasses are hiding . He doesn't even realise the person before him is no ordinary man .
"What of you, stranger ? Not every day I see a man clad in armour . Of course I'll been askin' ."