Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 193 It doesn’t matter, hunters are very suitable to be servants!
"What about Hazel?"

Ron curled his lips when he thought of this girl's performance last time, feeling very troubled by this guy who coveted him and always pretended to be serious.

"If you dare to hug me and act like a baby today, you dare to throw me on the bed tomorrow!"

Hazel's little thoughts have not escaped the attention of the great being. After all, Ron Sotos is so outstanding, and it is a very normal thing to be coveted by girls.

However, Ron only regarded the other party as his friend, and he always felt weird if he asked her to serve him.

"The rich noble lady?"

Thinking of that pure and indescribable face, Ron nodded with satisfaction and once again praised Miss Justice's appearance.

Moreover, the opponent's identity is also a great nobleman of the Loen Kingdom, and he is obviously much better than the "mud-legged" Klein Moretti.

However, the only drawback is that this beautiful lady does not seem to know how to serve others. As the daughter of a noble noble, she only needs to learn various etiquette and arts.

As for washing, cooking, and cleaning the house, she does not know how to do it and cannot do it, because it will lose the dignity and status of a noble.

[He has rich experience in serving people, is well-spoken, has a gentle temper, and can apologize. 】

As for the "Lord of Time and Space"'s top master, "The Evil" Si'a, he skipped it without even thinking about it.

This made Ron feel cordial and equal and respectful between people.

However, the lives of the two of them seem to be very difficult, and there are always various accidents, and they are not stable enough.

The blond boy stood there and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anyone he knew who was more attentive, good-natured, and apologetic than Klein Moretti.

0-08 Hearing his new master's question, he immediately stopped lying on his body and began to use his extraordinary abilities to search for all qualified targets.

The blond boy shook his little head again, regretfully giving up this choice in his heart.

The blond boy curled his lips when he thought of this dandruff witch. He was a little tempted by this guy who wanted to kiss him all over his body, but only a little.

"What about Alia?"

Because the ugly bitch doesn’t deserve it at all!

Raising his arm, Ron stated his conditions to the white quill on his palm.

The morning sun shone on his body through the haze, making his golden hair more conspicuous.

"Tsk, that's really troublesome."

[Great Pillar, I have a candidate who perfectly meets your expectations. He has a distinguished status and is one of the eight kings of angels under the ancient Sun God. 】

"A writer of erotic novels and a short bounty hunter?"

Don't tell me, it's really there, and it's very close!
Just a moment later, the retrieved 0-08 "buzzed" vibration, fell from the palm of the blond boy, and stood on the ground.

Shaking his head, Ron mentally canceled this very interesting option.

"Hey, your characteristic is that everything you say must be heard, right? Do you know where there are suitable candidates to be servants?"

"The two of them are still not rich enough."

"Tch~ What a pity. It seems I have to teach her some time!"

Forsi Wall's works obviously suited the blond boy's taste, and her roommate was a short man about the same height as him.

[However, the only drawback is that he is a hunter and a man. 】

"Hunter, male!?"

The blond boy was stunned when he saw this, and then showed a very satisfied smile.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. It's not a big problem. Where is He now? I will take Him as a servant myself!"

[He is in Backlund, He is near you, on Williams Street, but He is not in a good condition and needs a little help from you. 】

[Moreover, it is a large manor, and its owner is about to go bankrupt. You can buy it as your residence. Although it does not match your status, these can be changed! 】0-08 Feeling the "invitation to cooperate" issued by the evil spirit to him, he looked like a bitch and sincerely recommended him to his new master.

"Okay, okay, I didn't expect you to be of some use. I'll go right away!"

The blond boy perked up and felt satisfied with this servant whom he had never met but only heard about.

Isn't this more professional than that poor guy Klein? It is simply an excellent talent that is essential for survival when traveling at home!

Backlund.

West End.

67 Williams Street.

"This property is worth at least 5000 pounds. If it's less than that, I'd rather let it rot here slowly!"

"You have to know that this is Backlund, and Williams Street is the best location. It's close enough to Queens and Silveras Field, where aristocrats gather, so you don't have to worry about security issues."

Pound looked at the old gentleman opposite from the baron. He was trying to use negotiation to get the gold pounds out of the other party's hand bit by bit.

After all, he was so poor that he could hardly get rid of the problem, and this house was also his last property.

"This is too expensive, Mr. Pound. The price of houses in other cities is far lower than yours."

The old gentleman from out of town shook his head and tried to bargain.

"Why is this so expensive? Backlund's real estate has been at this price for so many years. Old sir, you can't use the prices of houses in other places as a reference. You have to take the initiative to adapt to the environment here!"

"Oh, Mr. Baron, thank you for your hospitality, but I still have to consider the price. I will give you a reply in two days."

The old gentleman shook his head, stood up immediately, and gave up the property in the hands of the greedy baron.

"I want 5000 pounds!"

At this moment, there was an impolite "bang" sound on the door.

A young man with blond hair and golden eyes, holding a white quill in his left hand and carrying a large bag in his right hand, came into the eyes of the two gentlemen.

"where."

Baron Pound was about to yell loudly when he saw this, but before he could finish his words, the blond boy threw the heavy bag and knocked over the Marquis black tea on Mr. Baron's coffee table.

The "clatter" sound of the gold bars colliding was like a clear and sweet melody, instantly distorting Pound's words of scolding from the baron.

"Where is this distinguished guest?"

His ugly, angry face disappeared in an instant, leaving only a twisted smile that maintained the noble's last dignity.

There is no way, he gave too much!

As a greedy aristocrat who corrupted his ancestral property, when he saw the glittering piece of gold in front of him, he immediately estimated their value.

'I'm afraid this is only a lot more than 5000 pounds! '

"Hmph, very good, this place belongs to me from now on. I'll give you one hour to move out of here."

The blond boy raised his head, snorted arrogantly, and concluded the deal for this "huge" property without a care in the world.

"No problem, distinguished guest!"

Baron Pound checked the pile of gold bars and found that they were all genuine. He immediately stood up and saluted without hesitation.

The old gentleman who wanted to buy the property was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and somewhat understood what Baron Pound said just now.

He really couldn't get used to Backlund's no-haggle rule.

(End of this chapter)