Those Things About Reincarnation to Help Her Mother

"Ah...sorry...I...I want that...increased time...time..." The young man's voice was pitiful, and he was no less shy than The girl who went to the 18X store to buy erotic products.

"Isn't it okay to say it quickly? It's a waste of my time... 34 silver coins a bottle, take it." Tiffany Lanna took a bottle of suspiciously colored medicine from a shelf and stuffed it into the young man's hand. After turning his head and walking back to the desk, he continued to study the notebook.

"Thank you...thank you..." The young man put the money in a money jar on the table, all he could think about was how to get out of here quickly, but before he left, he still couldn't stand the curiosity She glanced at the notebook that made Tiffany Lana reluctant to let go.

On the broken notes are pictures that can be called 18X heavy-duty books on the earth. The strange poses and props and suspicious text descriptions have caused a crack in the youth's three outlooks. Then he ran out of the magic item shop named "Secret" as if fleeing.

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"Bastard! Why don't you go in and buy this thing yourself?!" Outside the magic item shop, a young man angrily smashed a bottle of potion in his hand onto another young man's hand.

"What's the matter, isn't it just to buy a bottle of potion? Veruska, I couldn't leave just now." The young man smiled and grabbed Veruska's shoulders, with an expression as cheap as it could be.

"Is the owner of this store as super beautiful as the rumors say?"

"Forget it...forget it." Veruska broke free from the young man's arm and straightened the somewhat wrinkled aristocratic costume.

"Then... have you been tempted by him?" The young man lowered his voice, as if he was talking to you about the roommate of a certain girl from the next department, but the relationship between the two is similar, both He is a classmate of All Souls College and lives in the same dormitory.

"Inspired?...No." Veruska shook his head, he suddenly remembered what Tiffany Lana said when introducing the potion, which old notebook, and that expressionless face, No matter how you think about it, it feels weird.

"Tsk tsk tsk...you are the next Duke of Veruska after all, you don't even have a wife, and you don't even touch a woman. You still whine while drinking." The young man patted Veruska on the back with a look of hatred.

"I don't want to think about that now. I just want to develop the influence of the Duke's family. Father has neglected this aspect too much." Veruska sighed and walked forward.

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To be continued

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Unusual way to open volume 132 2. Stories from the past [-]

"Wait, wait, why did I come to this kind of place with you?!" In front of a different world nightclub, two noble youths tugged at the door.

"Come here, let's go in and have a look together, it's best to break your virginity." A young man who looked a little frivolous dragged another young man into the store.

"No, I want to go back and compare last month's account books. I am here for business this time, not like you are here to play." The young man struggled desperately towards the opposite direction of the shop.

"Why are you so boring, really, okay, okay, you go back first, I will go back at night or tomorrow morning, leave your guard with me, in case my legs are weak The frivolous young man stopped pestering the other young man and let go of his hand. The young man who finally got out of the crisis of losing his virginity immediately stepped back two steps away from his friend, turned his head and waved to a few guards not far behind him, and immediately there was One person came over.

"Follow him today, and let him be responsible for all consumption." Although the young man was a little weak in some matters, he still had the dignity he should have in front of his subordinates.

"Yes, master." The guard bowed his head and followed the frivolous young man silently.

"As expected of you, Veruska, you will never lose money in areas related to the economy." The young man grinned, turned his head and plunged into the nightclub in another world.

"Huh... accidentally making friends..." The young man let out a long breath, and walked back to his temporary residence with a group of guards.

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At night, a magic lamp was still on on the second floor of a property belonging to Duke Veruska's family, and a young man was rummaging through the ledgers for something.

"There are so many fake accounts, this group of people is really unreliable..." The young man sighed, marked all the problematic accounts, and then looked at the moonlight outside, a little distracted.

Knock Knock...

There were two soft knocks on the door.

"Come in." The young man came back to his senses and said aloud.

"Young Master, the Duke is looking for you with a message transmission magic." A guard walked in, holding a magic spar plate in his hand.

"I see, you go down." The young man nodded, reached for the spar plate, and waved to the guards.

"Yes, master." The guard walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Father, what are your orders?" The young man activated the spar plate with his grudge, and an image of an old man was projected in mid-air.

Information transmission magic can not only send voice, but also video chat after using some magic props as a medium, but the expensive ones are fine, and there are distance restrictions.

"Hmph, you still know that I'm your father?" The old man blew his beard and stared.

"..." The young man didn't speak, but quietly watched the old man get angry. He was used to this kind of situation. The old man had always quarreled with him like this for the past ten years, because he didn't want to find a wife for him. have grandchildren.

"You come back tomorrow, I have arranged a marriage for you, the daughter of the Marquis of Noble, come back and hurry up to get married." After calming down, the old man said to the young man.

"Why? I don't..." The young man was about to object when he was interrupted by the old man.

"It's okay if you don't agree. I've already made an agreement with the guards. If you don't come back, you will be tied up. I can't indulge you like this anymore. I'm almost a joke of the empire, so it's settled." The old man had a chance to refute. He didn't give it to the young man, and hung up the video directly.

boom!

The young man slapped the table with his hands. Apart from anger, there was helplessness on his face. His father was fine with everything, but he was too obsessed with certain things, and he didn't consider the interests involved at all.

"Huh...... Married...?...Marquis of Noble... cut..." The young man leaned on the back of the chair as if losing strength He still knows about the Marquis of Noble, but he just hates it. Speaking of marriage, a figure with blond hair and red eyes flashed in his mind for a moment.

"What am I thinking..." The young man scratched his head, got up and walked out of the room. Now that the situation is unbearable, it's not bad to go out and find a place to drink and drink. After all, this place was before the rise of the sex industry. It is famous for its wine industry.

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In a bar with a lot of guests but not noisy, Brian Veruska sat in the corner with bottles of various wines in front of him. These were some of the special wines he planned to taste.

"Get married or something... At least change to someone more reliable, stupid old man..." As the saying goes, alcohol is strong and cowardly, and Brian is not a counselor, but when he is alcoholic Under the stimulus, some rational things were also discarded.

"Can I sit here?"

A faint voice sounded in his ear, and Brian raised his head, and what caught his eyes was a head of blond hair and a pair of red eyes that shone faintly in a somewhat dim bar.