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Inside the hall on the first floor.
Ronald and Ralei sat opposite each other, while Seista was laid on a sofa to the side.
After Costate swiftly prepared tea for the two of them.
The residence’s two maids stood respectively behind Ronald, to his left and right, while Il casually took a seat next to Seista, even taking the initiative to prop the unconscious girl on his own lap.
Ralei glanced around the room, tasted the tea, then got straight to the point,
"Mr. Ronald, do you rember our conversation in Springs?"
"I’ve actually co to Kulpis this ti to find a way back ho. So, before that, I hope to get an answer from you."
Speaking his purpose leisurely, Ralei returned his teacup to the table, then continued,
"After all, I satisfied your request at the ti."
"So, regarding this commission, you should keep your promise, right?"
Although he was making a request of Ronald.
Ralei maintained an exceedingly polite deanor, and the question he raised was entirely reasonable.
As the old saying goes—don’t hit a smiling face.
Ronald naturally responded in a congenial voice,
"I will, of course, honor my promise, but before that, you wouldn’t mind telling the specifics of this matter, would you?"
Ralei glanced at Vilarnika.
After the maid jolted with a shiver, he slowly said,
"Ah, this... It actually relates to issues left by the forr Entrode dynasty. The rulers of that land once built a well-defended protection system, and only by using the royal family’s legacy spells can the protected items be retrieved."
Ronald suddenly understood,
"So the original text you invited to decipher was for this purpose."
Because he was having a formal discussion with Ralei, Ronald had naturally activated the power of "Fury" and the [Sin of Greed].
During his conversation with Ralei.
Vilarnika, standing behind him, was very agitated.
For this forr princess of Entrode, the current topic was probably a bit too stimulating.
But Ralei was completely indifferent to Vilarnika’s thoughts.
After Ronald had spoken, the head spy of Entrode imdiately shook his head,
"No, Mr. Ronald."
"My initial purpose may have been that, but now it is completely different."
Ronald’s expression changed slightly, but his tone remained calm,
"The purpose is different now... Mr. Ralei, what do you an by that?"
Ralei explained imdiately,
"Mr. Ronald, you are a true powerhouse and also a mighty asset that Entrode, or indeed any power in the world, would hope to acquire."
"Therefore, I represent Entrode in formally extending this invitation to you."
"If you agree now, then upon returning ho, you can enjoy the highest level of authority in any mystical affairs of Entrode, and we will not make any demands of you."
"..."
Ronald fell silent and rubbed his forehead.
There’s no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and he was very aware of this.
The invitation Ralei was offering sounded extrely tempting, but Ronald also understood that by accepting such a degree of favor, he would actually be tying himself even more firmly to Entrode’s war chariot.
It’s just like a person’s job.
When fulfilling a contract, working for a company, one can naturally choose to switch jobs over salary issues.
But if a person becos a shareholder of a company—
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In normal tis, one might be exempt from company work, but should a special problem arise, the responsibilities assud would surely differ from those of an employee.
Watching Ronald sink into contemplation, R’lyeh continued to lay out his terms:
"Of course, her highness the princess’s problem can also be dealt with at your discretion."
"Since you have already divided her soul, even if you choose to treat her as a slave and sell her in the market hereafter, our side will fully support you, and no one will cause any trouble."
Slap—
No sooner had R’lyeh finished speaking than Vilarnika fell straight to the ground behind Ronald. Faced with the person who had destroyed her entire life and the person controlling her future fate, upon hearing these words...
Vilarnika simply couldn’t muster the strength to support herself.
"..."
Driven by the desire to protect Ronald’s property, Costate imdiately went over to help the girl up.
And noticing this scene,
Ronald shook his head straightforwardly at R’lyeh:
"Mr. R’lyeh, there is no princess here."
"The people living in Culberson are all kind and ordinary people."
R’lyeh smiled and did not contradict Ronald:
"You are correct, my eyes must have deceived ."
"..."
However, sowhat unexpectedly, upon hearing the conversation between the two, Il, who was caressing the face of Xiesta on her lap, also spoke up:
"The master is right about that; I am a kind person too!"
"Master..."
Il’s remark caught R’lyeh’s attention.
As the leader of the spies, R’lyeh had not paid much attention to Il before, and now he simply glanced over out of courtesy. Yet with that look, R’lyeh’s gaze beca firmly fixed on Il.
"This...this..."
As the staring continued, R’lyeh’s voice grew fainter and fainter.
The Entrodian’s face showed an unprecedented strange expression, as if he was looking at sothing utterly contrary to nature.
Ronald, sitting on the couch, imdiately understood everything.
Knowing that R’lyeh used a spell system originating from the sa "Human Body Construction" book as Hailois, he was instantly and powerfully impacted upon seeing Il—with no magic fluctuations emanating from her yet entirely human in appearance.
To call her a spell creation—Il bore no such characteristics.
To call her human—this was in complete discord with his own knowledge system.
Faced with such an existence,
It was only natural for R’lyeh to display such an expression.
Clap clap—
Thus, Ronald clapped his hands to recall R’lyeh’s attention:
"Mr. R’lyeh, Il is just an ordinary resident of Culberson, she has no issues."
"Ah..."
R’lyeh, startled for a mont before coming to his senses, quickly adjusted his deanor, then hesitantly agreed:
"Yes, she... has no problems..."
"There are no problems; that would be ridiculous!" Just then, Xiesta, who had been lying on Il’s lap, jumped up. And probably because Il saw Xiesta was a bit uncomfortable—
While the girl was unconscious.
She had considerately undone the other’s restraints.
Thus, upon escaping from Il’s touch, Xiesta dashed to hide in the corridor, only peeking half her face into the room:
"This creature is definitely not human!"
"I swear on my honor as a sorcerer of the cult—It is definitely not!"
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