I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 9 The Baroness

Is Ron a talent?

In a sense, yes.

Because he was already a talented person, Olivia was reluctant to let him go and insisted that Ron be brought in to complete the induction today.

She was afraid that if she was late for a few days, Ron would go to someone else and eventually become a big worry for her.

The joining procedure is very simple, you just need to sign a contract, put your fingerprints on it, and finally stamp it with the official seal of Stardust Club and the Ministry of Police.

Coming to the back of the desk, Olivia rummaged through the drawer and casually threw out a palm-sized black booklet.

"Here, this is your ID. Take it and write your name on it. That's it!"

"The new hire is only a Level 3 investigator, earning 12 Gold Lions per month and receiving an annual reimbursement allowance of 1000 Gold Lions."

"Because of the nature of our work, we don't have any holidays and must be on call at all times."

"By the way, you still have to choose a code name for yourself. If you don't want to, I can do it for you~"

"What do you think of 'Blondie'?"

Feeling the strong sense of evil in the black-haired woman's words, Ron quickly shook his head and refused. He didn't know how to go out and meet people with such a childish code name.

"But speaking of code names."

Ron pondered for a moment and decided to choose a name with a better meaning.

At this moment, the boy recalled the names of the magic masters from his previous life.

There were heroic figures and countless legendary epics, and among them he quickly locked onto a colleague who practiced holy light to fight against darkness.

"Gandalf?" Olivia read out the code name written by Ron in confusion, and felt a sense of professionalism coming over her.

This name looks very powerful!
At this time, the sky gradually brightened, and the light dispelled the long-lasting darkness. When the first ray of sunlight from the east penetrated the arched window and shone on Ron, he completed the entry procedures.

The young man looked happy, and even after tossing and turning all night, there was no sign of fatigue on his face.

The black-haired woman looked at Ron's raised mouth and asked with a smile:

"Excited?"

The young man nodded.

"Do you feel like you have endless energy?"

Ron nodded again.

"Very good, you are so energetic. I have good news to tell you now!"

?

The young man suddenly became alert, because according to his experience, the good news that the leader tells you is often not good news.

What, are you going to have a baby?
Do I have to bring gifts even when I go to another world?

Olivia naturally didn't know what Ron was thinking.

This woman, who was said to be the fifth president of the Stardust Club, placed her boots on the desk, looking like a gangster.
"In order to prevent Xilan Valentine from noticing anything unusual, I didn't have direct contact with the real Talia."

"And now you've killed her father and the guy who occupied her body. There's not much point in continuing this."

"So it's time to take her to the Stardust Club for an examination to prevent any accidents."

"I guess you would be interested in this mission."

Olivia put on a magnanimous look, but Ron could see that this woman was narrow-minded.

It was probably a retaliation for his previous threat to report it.

interested?
Pooh!
Ron now just wants to stay away from these troubles, wait for other professionals to solve the problem and then reap the benefits.

However, this kind of words can only be thought about in the mind.

After staring into those amber eyes for a few seconds, Ron was finally defeated and was driven out of the office by Olivia's irresistible gaze.

click-

The carved wooden door was tightly shut, and the dark-haired woman inside the room's tense facial muscles gradually twisted. Finally, she stood up from her chair and shook her arms. "It hurts so much! Why is the spell to eliminate negative effects not working?!"

Olivia kept venting her anger on the wound, and it took her a while to recover from the lingering pain.

She carefully examined the old injury on her arm, which had not been healed after countless treatments and even prayers to the God of Light from the Holy See, and then she froze in place.

Because she found that the wound on her arm seemed, as if, maybe, a little smaller?
"Talent"

The sunlight pierced through the alchemical waste gas piled up in the sky and shone on Ron's face.

Stepping on the stone steps with intricate carvings, the young man looked back at the Gothic building that occupied a large area in the central area of ​​the royal capital, and felt a sense of peace in his heart.

Anyway, at least I have a job.

In fact, according to Ron's previous plan for himself, becoming a healing priest in the Vatican was the most stable option.

That way, not only can you get a salary, but you can also earn extra money. More importantly, there will be a lot of magical knowledge and spell reserves within such a large organization.

When Ron thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh at the changes in the world. If he had traveled through time a thousand or eight hundred years earlier, he might have been able to become a brave warrior with the help of his proficiency panel.

"Huh~ It's a cute little guy~"

"Are you Olivia's new recruit?"

At this moment, a faint laughter with a barely concealed charm reached the young man's ears.

Before Ron could follow the sound, he suddenly felt a cool breeze in front of him—someone was standing in front of him, blocking the sunlight.

I saw a woman with a lazy temperament staring at Ron with a smile, as if she saw some rare treasure.

The tight clothes highlight her graceful figure, her blue eyes are like a pool of spring water, there is an indescribable charm between her eyebrows, and the skin exposed outside the fabric is delicate and smooth.

咕咚
The blond boy was a little dizzy and for a moment he could only remember Bai and Da.

"Hmph~ What's your name, little guy? I didn't expect Olivia to be so into this. I was wondering why she wasn't interested in most men~"

A faint fragrance sprayed on Ron's face, and at the same time, a slender, cold hand passed through the boy's blond hair and stroked his face.

The fingers with manicure slid from the boy's delicate face to the corner of his mouth, as if trying to pry open Ron's mouth and play with the tongue inside.

"Have you washed your hands?!" Ron slapped his hands away.

At this moment, the boy felt very angry because he just saw this unhygienic woman pulling her panties through her skirt because they were too tight.

Don’t think I don’t know what you did just because you used a fake move!
"Elena, stop being so naughty here, you bitch. If you feel itchy, go to the Royal City Government and ask them to unclog your sewer!"

At this moment, a disgusted voice and an empty wine bottle were thrown from the top floor of the Gothic building.

The mature woman named Elena hadn't recovered from Ron's reaction when she was knocked to the ground by an empty wine bottle with a bang.

You can tell it's a good head by the sound.

"Haha. Little guy, you and your president are really alike."

Elena got up from the ground, ignoring the cursing and irritable voice, and showing no sign of anger. Instead, she continued to look at Ron with a gentle and mature gaze as if nothing had happened.

"Your president and I are old friends. You can call me Elena Mark."

"I am Baron Mark's fifth wife, little one. Are you free to visit my manor?"

It’s already this time and you’re still thinking about men?
Looking at the wound on Elena's head that was constantly bleeding, Ron's mouth twitched, and he felt that Baron Mark's head seemed to be green.

He was about to refuse when he heard the violent woman's voice coming from the Gothic building again.

"What are you doing here again, bitch? Get out of here if you have nothing to do!"

Hearing this, Elena was not angry at all, but sighed softly and said:

"Alas~ Olivia, I still like the old you."

"My husband knows that I know this 'big shot' of yours, so he asked me to ask how the case of Sealan Valentine is going?"

"He said that such dangerous elements must not endanger the nobles of the capital. Baron Mark's honor passed down through the generations necessitates that he step forward to maintain order."

(End of this chapter)