Chapter 021: The Agreement

Dracula began to ponder whether Wang Bo was telling the truth.

"Your strength is insufficient—you can't even defeat me, let alone a dragon. Your chance of obtaining the divine lamp is less than one in ten thousand." It wasn't that Wang Bo looked down on Dracula; given Dracula's abilities, if he truly faced a dragon, he would be trounced in an instant.

Wang Bo had been the same way back then, and naturally Dracula was no exception.

The bat said, "If what you say is true, that princess can only be a vampire bride for the rest of her life, never to see sunlight again. How pitiful."

To casually toy with a life, in Dracula's eyes, was as simple as playing with an ant.

There was no psychological burden at all, let alone guilt.

Wang Bo suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "So, I have a proposal now."

The bat was noncommittal. "Let's hear it."

"You go lure the dragon out of the cave, and I'll take the chance to slip inside and find the magic lamp," Wang Bo laid out his plan.

The bat laughed heartily. "That's not funny at all. Do you think I would agree?"

Luring the dragon out of its cave—wouldn't that mean facing the dragon head-on?

Although he was arrogant, he was not foolish enough to face a dragon. What if the dragon was in a bad mood and swatted him dead? He was not so conceited as to think he could handle a dragon.

Wang Bo said, "In that case, we can switch roles. I'll lure the dragon out of the cave, and you take the opportunity to go inside and find the magic lamp."

The bat was taken aback, looking at Wang Bo with suspicion. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure." Wang Bo nodded.

"You lure out the dragon, and I steal the lamp? You're being so generous?" Dracula didn't believe Wang Bo.

Wang Bo said, "You seem to have gotten one thing wrong, Dracula."

"What did I get wrong?"

"I am not your enemy. I am a staff member, a worker who sends you lost people back home. My job is to send you back. If you hadn't attacked me last night, I would never have struck at you."

Wang Bo wasn't lying; if Dracula hadn't made the first move yesterday, Wang Bo wouldn't have bothered to provoke him.

Dracula: ...

So you mean I got that beating yesterday for nothing.

But thinking about it carefully, it does seem like he was the one who struck first yesterday.

"I admit what you say makes sense, but I must obtain the magic lamp. I cannot give it up." This was Dracula's bottom line.

Wang Bo said without hesitation, "Alright, I'll help you lure the dragon away while you look for the magic lamp. After you've made your wish, I'll send you back. Does that work for you?"

Upon hearing this, Dracula thought it was a good idea.

But he still had some doubts. "Are you really willing to help me obtain the magic lamp?"

Wang Bo said, “My job is to send you home. If you refuse to go back without the magic lamp, I’m in a difficult position too, Dracula. So I have no choice but to help you get the lamp and then send you back.”

Dracula was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright, if you are willing to help me obtain the magic lamp, I will go back."

Wang Bo said, "It's a deal."

Dracula asked, "Then when do you plan to lure away the dragon and help me get the magic lamp?"

Wang Bo said, "One month from now."

"Why does it have to be so long?" Dracula asked curiously.

Wang Bo said, "Because I owe the dragon a huge amount of gold. If I cannot deliver the gold to the dragon within a month, the dragon will come looking for me."

Dracula suddenly understood: a month later, when the dragon came to find Wang Bo, he could take the opportunity to sneak into the cave and look for the magic lamp.

"A very good idea, I agree!" said Dracula.

Wang Bo seized the opportunity to say, "Dracula, I have a request."

"What?"

"Within this month, you are not allowed to kill anyone, otherwise our agreement will be immediately voided."

Dracula did not refuse and readily agreed. As long as he could get the magic lamp, it didn't matter if he didn't kill anyone for a month, or even three months, five months, or a year.

After all, for an immortal being like him, a month or even a year was far too brief.

After obtaining an answer that satisfied him, Dracula left.

Anna turned her head to look at Wang Bo. “Are you really going to let Dracula get the magic lamp?”

“Yes.” Wang Bo nodded.

Anna was very dissatisfied. "Do you realize that if Dracula regains his fertility, he could create a large number of vampires at any time? What a disaster that would be for our world."

"Don't worry, it won't happen." Wang Bo shook his head.

"Why are you so certain?"

"Because when I send Dracula back, I will severely wound him. Then I will send you back, and you will finish him off."

Wang Bo watched the direction in which Dracula had left, his gaze gradually turning cold. "By then, he'll have turned to ashes. Even if he regains his fertility, so what? Can a dead vampire bear children?"

Upon hearing this, Anna immediately felt relieved and nodded in agreement. "This is indeed a good idea."

Wang Bo said, "But my main one has a loophole."

"What loophole?"

“You.” Wang Bo looked at Anna.

“Me?”

"That's right. If I severely wound Dracula but you can't kill him, then it's all for nothing." Wang Bo was worried that Anna would let them down at the critical moment.

Anna was silent, then gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, when the time comes, even if it costs me my life, I will slay Dracula."

"That won't be necessary. As long as you can master the Ripple Breathing Technique, killing a severely wounded Dracula will be no problem."

“I will.” Anna said solemnly.

……

The next morning, Wang Bo was fast asleep when he was suddenly awakened by a knock at the door.

Wang Bo opened the door and found Hajin standing at his doorstep.

Hajin bowed to Wang Bo. "Minister, His Majesty the Sultan wishes to see you."

Wang Bo uttered an 'oh', knowing without thinking that this time it must be about the princess. He changed his clothes and went to the study in the palace, where he saw the Sultan looking weary.

"Jiafang, my minister." The Sultan valued Wang Bo more than ever. Seeing Wang Bo enter, he even rose in person to greet him.

"My Majesty." Wang Bo bowed.

The Sultan said, “Jafar, you are a mysterious sorcerer. Tell me now, what should be done about my daughter? What must I do to save her? If you have a good plan, tell me, Jafar.”

Wang Bo said, "Forgive my frankness, Your Majesty, but I have no solution. I am powerless regarding Princess Jasmine's matter."

The Sultan said, "Are you truly powerless, Jafar?"