Mystery: Two or three things between me and Tianzun God

Chapter 344: Like-minded Servants (3.4K)

Monday morning, in Ron's luxurious mansion.

"Lamb and peas in the morning, lamb and peas at noon, and lamb and peas again in the evening..."

"Congratulations, great God of War. You have reminded me that I do not essentially need food to stay alive."

Looking at the lamb that appeared 100% on the table, Ron pushed it aside with a mutter.

"You said you wanted to eat Loen's specialties!"

Floating aside, Medici Soren Einhorn, who had transformed back into evil spirits, shouted in unison. It seemed that Ron had tormented them a lot in the past two days.

"You can't do it the same every day!"

There was a dull thud, and Ron slammed the table in dissatisfaction.

The plates on the table all flew up and fell down, making crisp sounds between collisions, as if silently telling of the anger of the "Ruler of Time and Space".

"Oh, you're so hypocritical! Do you like black bread with your tea?"

"What kind of food is edible in this lousy place of Loen!?"

The pale evil face of the war angel actually turned red with anger. He made a sarcastic remark in a bad mood and left the table without looking back.

Eat it if you want. If you don’t want to eat, feed it to the dog and grandpa won’t serve you!
Medici's attitude is somewhat personal, especially when a certain scumbag pillar is making trouble unreasonably.

Ron's status minus one.

Faced with this situation, the silver-haired lady didn't know what to say and just pouted at Amon who was watching the fun on the side.

She picked up the plate and handed it over, mumbling, "There are no dogs or cats here, it would be a waste to throw it away, so I'll give it to you. Go eat in the corner."

Amon, who came closer, twitched his forehead noticeably when he heard the words. He politely took the plate, and then slapped it all on the hideous face, which was somewhat of a personal grudge.

Ron's status was reduced by one again.

Apparently, even the time angel, who was famous for her "good temper", couldn't stand the arrogance and rudeness of the silver-haired lady.

After wiping the soup off his face and taking off a few slices of lamb meat from his face, the great being still did not say anything much. He just looked at Miss Resentful Soul who was watching everything quietly at the side.

"Sharon..."

"Deserved it."

Miss Ghost, with her delicate face and long light golden hair, had lost her former weakness. Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and her sharp eyes and somewhat poisonous mouth made Ron realize what it meant to teach the apprentice to starve the master to death.

Sharon looked at Ron helplessly, feeling a little reluctant in her heart, but she pursed her lips, rubbed her butt, and thought of what Ron had done in the past two days. Finally, she left the restaurant with the sound of "da", "da", and "da".

Do you deserve it?
You deserve it!

It is indeed a disgusting thing to use the wishing lamp to create rules in your own villa to prevent servants from being lazy.

In particular, some of the rules are so inhumane and distorted that they are almost impossible to understand.

For example, one of the rules is that you cannot be lazy, and the definition of the wishing lamp is that you cannot be idle. Even if you have completed your work, you will be whipped if you are idle!
The scene at that time was very spectacular.

Several Amons died, as if they were intentionally targeted.

Medici was slapped in the face, as if to punish him for his past crime of talking back to the great being.

As for Miss Wrathful Soul, who was only at Sequence Five, all of them were whipped on their buttocks.

The delicate skirt was torn to pieces, and the delicate skin was covered with red marks and bloodstains. Sharon was angry and annoyed, and she slapped Ron in the face.

"You can threaten me, you can kill me, but you can't insult me!"

No one would believe that Ron wasn't behind all this.

"But this is really not my fault. What does it have to do with me if the rules are twisted..."

"It's all because of that poor guy who wanted to invest or something. Otherwise, I wouldn't have followed the factory rules in the factory area..."

Muttering dejectedly, Xiao Zayu once again pushed the blame onto others.

It is impossible to be wrong. How can something so great be wrong?

Turning around and pushing away the chair, Ron, who had regained his spirits, raised his hand and grabbed his body, restoring the lamb stewed with peas and the plate that had fallen on the ground to their original state.

The mutton with a rich meaty aroma, along with the soup and peas, rolled back into the plate as if the replay button had been pressed.

Save where you can and spend where you can; what Emperor Roselle said is true.

In the restaurant, the slender white fingers that were clenched suddenly changed direction and grasped the mirror in the living room covered with gold carpet.

The faint blue light seemed to twinkle like stars, and the endless spatial dimensions were like fragile white paper that was easily pierced in an instant.

No one knew that in the mysterious world that represented horror, terror, and the mirror space of another world, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the witch's neck and pulled her back violently without giving her any chance to resist.

Suddenly, a series of images emerged in Alia's eyes. It was a dimension where only light existed, an abyss supported by flesh and blood, a world composed of terrible and sharp screams, and a dimensional space hidden beneath the real world.

Countless scenes flashed by in a flash, and the Witch was like a traveler on a trip to an endless dimension, dragged by the hand to a brightly lit and beautifully decorated restaurant.

"Aliya? Can't you just go through the front door?"

Ron let go helplessly. She thought it was some petty thief, but it turned out to be her own servant.

The immortal witch was in a daze, as if she had not yet recovered from the endless horror and fear of weightlessness. After a full ten seconds, her curvy body trembled and she looked hesitantly at the beautiful lady who was 1.75 meters tall.

"Owner?"

She was a little hesitant, a little afraid to recognize him. "If not me, then who else? Alia, your faith doesn't seem very devout!"

The silver head was slightly raised, and the arrogant posture finally made the immortal witch regain her familiar memories.

"Master~ How did you become like this~ I still like the old you~"

Arya, with a voice as sweet as a lark and full of flattery and eyes like a deer in the forest, knelt on the ground and kissed the tip of the shoe of the "Ruler of Time and Space" as she did in the past.

What is a good servant? This is a good servant!
Compared with the actions of the three guys just now, Alia, the useless witch who had known her the longest, was the one who respected her the most.

Look, this is the attitude of a servant towards his master!

At this moment, Ron Sotos was suddenly moved!
"Get up, there doesn't have to be this between you and me."

The cold voice contained a hint of relief, and the silver hair fell down along the loose neckline of the immortal witch into an absolutely secret place. Ron bent down and helped up the servant who shared the same hobby with him.

"Have you completed all the tasks I assigned to you?"

Her bloodshot eyes were filled with anticipation as the silver-haired lady gazed tenderly at this qualified servant.

"Master, I will definitely surprise you!"

Aaliyah's brows relaxed and she smiled sweetly.

She looked extremely confident, as if she was certain of the task Ron had assigned her, and it seemed that she had completed it with flying colors.

"real!?"

Ron's bloodshot eyes suddenly lit up and he asked in surprise. He couldn't imagine that this useless witch would not be useless one day.

Arya, a Sequence Three, does have many possibilities in Ron's view, but those possibilities that can achieve advancement and be reliable are definitely probabilistic events with extremely low probability.

"Master, in fact, I did nothing. I didn't even kill a Sequence Nine!"

"What!?"

Ron was shocked.

Sure enough, a loser is still a loser, how can a salted fish turn over a new leaf?
"Master, please don't be anxious. The situation in the southern continent has become clear. The Rose School is no longer radical, but gradually conservative. In this situation, how can I complete the task of killing the enemy demigod..."

"This way your servants will never see you again~"

As the scumbag witch spoke, she knelt on the ground, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and hugged Ron's slender and tense thighs.

Her pretty face kept getting closer to the silver-haired lady's belly, but she couldn't find the familiar buttons or the boy's cute belly button.

"Then why did you come back? Aren't you really afraid that I will kill you?"

Ron's little face dropped sharply, very dissatisfied with this deception.

"Master, I came back for a mission this time. Do you still remember your beloved's plan?"

"Kidnap the top leaders of various countries and force them to give up their interests in the Southern Continent!"

The warm breath sprayed on the flat and elastic belly. The immortal witch exuded amazing charm. Her tongue tip kept licking, and her saliva soaked a small piece of cloth, making Ron itchy.

"Oh? Who are you going to kidnap?"

……

"Xiu, are you telling the truth!?"

"You and Fors must leave your residence, the farther the better, or you can stay here to prevent the Beyonder who is more powerful than Mr. A from finding you!"

In Count Hall's luxurious villa, Audrey came back to her senses from her shock and returned to the state of an audience to analyze the situation calmly.

According to the bounty hunter's description, her father, a member of the Kingdom's House of Lords, might be targeted by an evil secret organization.

According to the information shared at the Tarot Club, Mr. A should be a shepherd... If he is stronger than him, then he must be a demigod, a saint! ?

Taking a deep breath, the noble lady seemed to have forgotten the etiquette she had maintained since childhood, and walked around the bedroom in an unceremonious manner.

Her green eyes swayed restlessly and drops of sweat slid down her forehead.

Suddenly, the clever "mind reader" realized a problem.

His father was one of the most powerful people in Loen. When some evil organization planned to kidnap him, they would entrust a bounty hunter whose background was unknown.

Unless they are all crazy or idiots, the most comprehensive plan is to hire their own people as servants for the Hall family...

Audrey Hall seemed to have grasped something, but perhaps because of her lack of experience, she was unable to understand the intentions of the person behind her.

I must tell my father and mother about this, but this may expose the fact that I am a Beyonder... There will be a Tarot Club this afternoon, maybe I can ask for everyone's opinions, but no, this will expose my true identity!

The noble lady's delicate collarbone and snow-white neck turned slightly red. At this critical moment, she couldn't think of any friends who could provide ideas to help her sort out her thoughts.

Audrey, you are an idiot. You keep saying that you want to be stronger and protect your father and mother, but at a time like this...

Huh... Taking a deep breath, the noble lady used the psychological skills she had learned to calm herself down again.

Conse joined MI9. Exposing my Beyonder identity will definitely have an impact. Although Grellint became a pharmacist, he is not good at thinking. And Hazel...she is still suspicious of Susie...

Who else……

At this moment, the gem-green eyes of "Justice" Audrey suddenly lit up, and she thought of a person who was trustworthy and knew her true identity.

Mr. Ron, no, it should be Ms.! She is smart enough to understand the intentions of the person behind the scenes!
“Praise Mr. Fool!” The noble lady, who was so pretty that she was 50:50 like the silver-haired lady, walked a lot more briskly with sincere praise in her heart.

(End of this chapter)