Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 193 It's alright, hunters are perfect as servants!

"What about Hazel?"

Ron pursed his lips when he thought about the girl's behavior last time. He was quite annoyed by this girl who coveted him but always pretended to be very serious.

"Today you dare to cuddle and act cute with me, tomorrow you might throw me onto the bed!"

Hazel's little scheme did not escape the notice of the great being. After all, Ron Sothos was so outstanding that it was perfectly normal for girls to covet him.

However, Ron only considered her as a friend, and he felt uneasy about having her serve him.

"That wealthy noblewoman?"

Ron nodded in satisfaction as he recalled that indescribably beautiful face, once again praising Miss Justice's appearance.

Moreover, the other party is a high-ranking nobleman in the Kingdom of Rune, which is obviously much stronger than the "peasant" Klein Moretti.

However, the only drawback is that this beautiful young lady doesn't seem to know how to serve others. As the daughter of a nobleman, all she needs to do is learn various etiquettes and arts.

As for washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning rooms, she would not and could not do those things, because it would be beneath the dignity and status of a noblewoman.

"Tch~ What a pity, looks like I'll have to teach her sometime!"

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

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

Fors Wall's work clearly appealed to the blond boy, especially since his roommate was a short guy about the same height as him.

This made Ron feel welcome and experience equality and respect between people.

However, their lives seem to be very difficult, and there are always various unexpected events, making them unstable.

"Those two are still not rich enough."

Ron shook his head and mentally dismissed this interesting option.

"What about Arya?"

The blond boy pursed his lips at the thought of that wretched witch. He was a little tempted by the girl who wanted to kiss him all over, but only a little.

As for "Godly Abomination" Si'a, the top expert under the "Time and Space Dominator," he skipped over him without even thinking about it.

Because ugly people don't deserve it at all!

The morning sunlight shone through the smog onto him, making his golden hair stand out even more.

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

"Tsk, what a hassle."

"Hey, isn't your characteristic that everything you say must be known? Do you even know where to find a suitable servant?"

Raising his arm, Ron stated his terms to the white quill in his palm.

Upon hearing its new master ask this question, 0-08 immediately stopped lying still and began using its extraordinary abilities to search for any suitable targets.

Believe it or not, there really is one, and it's very close by!

Just a moment later, the 0-08 data, having been retrieved, vibrated with a "buzz" and fell from the blond boy's palm, landing on the ground.

【Great Pillar, I have a candidate who perfectly matches your expectations; He is of noble status, one of the eight archangels under the ancient sun god.】

He has extensive experience in serving others, speaks kindly, has a gentle temperament, and knows how to apologize.

[However, the only drawback is that he is a Hunter, and therefore male.]

"A hunter, a man!?"

The blond boy was stunned for a moment when he saw this, then revealed a very satisfied smile.

"It's alright, it's alright, it's not a big problem. Where is He now? I'll go and take Him as my servant myself!"

[He is in Backlund, near you, on Williams Street, but He is not feeling well and needs your little help.]

Moreover, it's a large estate whose owner is on the verge of bankruptcy. You can buy it as your residence, even though it doesn't match your status. But all of that can be changed!

Feeling the "invitation to cooperate" extended to it by the evil spirit, 0-08 revealed a sycophantic appearance and sincerely recommended it to its new master.

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

The blond boy's spirits lifted, and he felt a surge of satisfaction towards this servant whom he had never met but had only heard of.

Isn't this even more professional than that penniless Klein? He's practically an indispensable talent for home, travel, and survival!

Backlund.

West End.

67 Williams Street.

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

"You know, this is Backlund, and Williams Street is the best location. It's close enough to the aristocratic Queens and West Velas Field that you don't have to worry about security."

Pound looked at the old man opposite him from the baron's perspective, trying to extract gold pounds little by little through negotiation.

After all, he was so poor he was almost starving, and this house was his last possession.

"This is too expensive, Mr. Pound. Houses in other cities are far cheaper than yours."

The elderly gentleman from out of town shook his head, attempting to bargain.

"How is this expensive? Property prices in Backlund have been around this level for years, sir. You can't use prices from other places as a reference; you have to adapt to the environment here!"

"Oh, Baron, thank you for your hospitality, but I need to consider the price. I will give you an answer in a couple of days."

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

"£5000, I'll take it!"

Just then, a rude "bang" sounded as the door was pushed open.

A blond, golden-eyed boy, clutching a white quill pen in his left hand and carrying a large bag in his right, came into the sight of the two gentlemen.

"where."

Seeing this, Baron Pound was about to shout a rebuke, but before he could finish his sentence, the blond boy threw the heavy bag, which "smash" over the Marquis's black tea on the Baron's coffee table.

The clinking sound of the gold bars colliding was like a crisp and melodious tune, instantly distorting Pound's words of rebuke from the Baron.

"Where did this distinguished guest come from?"

His ugly, angry expression vanished instantly, leaving only a twisted smile to maintain the last vestiges of a nobleman's dignity.

There was no way around it; he gave just too much!

As a greedy nobleman who squandered his family fortune, he immediately estimated the value of the glittering gold before him.

This is probably more than 5000 pounds!

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

The blond boy raised his head, gave a haughty hum, and nonchalantly finalized the transaction for this "huge" sum of money.

"No problem, esteemed guest!"

Pound examined the pile of gold bars from the baron and, finding them to be genuine, immediately rose and bowed without hesitation.

The old gentleman who wanted to buy the property was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and he began to understand what Pound had said to the Baron.

He really couldn't adapt to Backlund's rule of not negotiating prices.

(End of this chapter)