Mystery: My Encounters with the Celestial God

Chapter 386 Adulterers (3K)

"Security personnel composed of extraordinary individuals?"

Ron didn't look up; instead, he looked down at the golden retriever that was wagging its tail and looking around.

Thanks to the enhanced senses of the audience enhanced by the magic potion, Susie felt her hair stand on end and involuntarily trembled when the blond boy looked over.

Faced with this creature that had bewitched its owner and was even more inhuman than itself, the golden-haired dog actually revealed a fawning smile.

"Woof woof woof (Although Audrey's father didn't say it explicitly, that's the gist of it.)"

"Woof woof woof (and at the time they also mentioned the Conservative Party and said that Baron Sindras also valued the import and export interests of East Bayern, and had some unspeakable secrets.)"

"Woof woof woof (As for more, I don't know, I'm just a dog)"

Faced with Ron, who could understand dog language, Susie didn't need to go to great lengths to find an opportunity to speak in the bustling commercial street; she could simply bark loudly and talk to the blond boy.

Pedestrians on the commercial street were attracted by the barking of a dog, but stopped paying attention once they saw that it was a pet dog.

Huh? This works too?

Audrey, who was holding Susie's hand, was dumbfounded. Seeing this scene, which was beyond her imagination and even a bit bizarre, the noble lady twitched the corner of her mouth, clearly not expecting such a way of communication.

Perhaps I should try dog ​​language, so that Susie and I can talk freely anytime, anywhere without having to hide from the servants.

Her emerald-green eyes seemed to widen. The noblewoman lifted her skirt and knelt down, stroking the golden retriever's head. At the same time, her cheeks puffed out slightly as she earnestly communicated with Susie:

"Woof woof woof"

In Audrey's view, dog language, a language with a single pronunciation, should express various meanings through tone of voice.

And imbuing each "woof" with emotion is what the audience excels at.

However, the golden retriever, wagging its tail and sitting on the ground, stared wide-eyed in disbelief when it saw its owner barking like a dog, its face showing obvious bewilderment.

"Audrey, what are you barking at like a dog? No, what are you saying? No, what are you saying? Something feels even more off."

"I...I..."

"Woof! (I'm just a dog)"

For a moment, Susie was in a state of linguistic confusion, unable to express her master's current behavior. She could only shift the blame and look at Ron innocently.

Say something!

The blond boy was clearly stunned; he hadn't expected the usually clever noblewoman to be so confused today.

Oh no, Audrey, you're being too impulsive! How could you be so reckless as to do something you've never tried before...

Feeling the burning gaze and noticing the astonishment of the angel and the dog, Audrey Hall's cheeks flushed red.

She pursed her lips, quickly composed herself, and pretended nothing had happened, offering an elegant yet polite explanation:

"Well, for a proper nobleman, the most important quality is the courage to try..."

Most of the nobles in Trier probably thought the same way...

"That's a good thing; Russell has done a great job in being willing to try new things."

"Pfft..."

Faced with this pale and weak explanation, Ron wanted to talk nonsense in a serious manner, but in the end he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Mr. Ron! Stop laughing!"

"Didn't we say we wanted to visit a bicycle factory? Let's go now!"

……

On a four-wheeled carriage.

"Hahaha……"

"Audrey, you really have to believe me. Everyone who knows me knows that I generally don't laugh, unless I can't help it..."

The blond boy leaned against the right side of the carriage, his lips upturned, his eyes slightly curved, and his long hair, which reached past his ears, swayed as he smiled, like a blooming golden sunflower.

He laughed and then tried to cover his mouth, but found that it was no use. So, ignoring the resentful look in the eyes of the noble lady in front of him, he let go of his restraints and laughed until he was breathless.

Ron Sothos had seen plenty of stupid guys, but this was the first time he'd ever seen one barking like a dog in the street.

It's absolutely ridiculous; even the great "Fool" wouldn't do something like that.

After all, all he could do was scream for help...

"Hahahaha..."

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly lay down on the cushioned bench, pounding the bench with his fists, and his laughter gradually became unrestrained.

Funny, so funny!

Now, I can no longer care about maintaining a respectable image in front of the noble ladies!

"Mr. Ron, please stop laughing!"

Upon hearing the slightly grating laughter, Audrey forced a stiff smile. Disregarding her dignity, she immediately stepped forward and covered Ron's mouth with her right hand, which was covered by a white gauze glove.

It seems even a "psychologist" can't see Mr. Ron's insolence. Honestly, Mr. Fool really should teach him a lesson...

With her cheeks puffed out like a pufferfish, the noble lady finally saw through the young man's disguise and realized his true nature in a certain way.

But...it's just too cute...so soft and fluffy...

Feeling the soft touch on her fingers, like the belly of a cat, Audrey Hall's eyes sparkled, and she felt she didn't want to let go at all.

According to this former "mind reader" lady's observation, at least 75 percent of the ladies and wives who meet Ron for the first time want to do this.

However, due to the nobles' and Rune's reserved conservatism, no one chose to do so.

As for the other 25%, those who know, know.

"Audrey, in ancient times, disrespect for those in high positions could lead to being sacrificed as a living offering!"

"That's terrifying!"

The blond boy was clearly indignant at being treated so roughly. He pulled away the hand covered by the white gauze glove and threatened him in a serious manner.

However, this little thought did not escape the eyes of the "psychologist." Audrey playfully curled the corners of her mouth and pointed to Susie, who was watching the commotion beside her.

"Susie can replace me!"

Golden Retriever: ? ? ?

The hired four-wheeled carriage sped along, and while the adulterous couple inside were chatting idly, they had already arrived not far from Honest Man's Steel Company.

"We strongly oppose foreign companies entering Ruen; we must ensure that key industries remain in the hands of the people of Ruen."

"Honest Steel Company is leaving us with nothing to eat. They maliciously inflated wages, causing our profits to drop and making it impossible for us to pay our workers' salaries."

"Please help me. I'm reporting the owner of Honest Steel Company for taking advantage of my body and playing with my feelings. After that, he abandoned me and my child for eight long years."

"Yes, he's not only greedy but also lecherous. You must expose this devil."

"Daddy, Daddy"

Just then, from outside the carriage window came shouts of righteous indignation, hoarse roars of weeping, and the cries of children.

The four-wheeled carriage fell silent. Even the golden retriever, who was always teased, stared wide-eyed, unable to figure out what was going on outside.

With a "whoosh".

The carriage curtains, meant to block out the sunlight, were drawn back, and Ron, looking bewildered, peeked out at the entrance to his factory.

The blond boy lost all expression the moment he saw it.

This world has ultimately gone mad in ways that even the Outer Gods could not have imagined.

Outside the gates of Honest Man Steel Company, supervisor Harry Brad and bicycle project technical lead Leonard stood blocking the entrance with serious expressions, followed by a dozen or so workers holding steel pipes.

While such a display of force was enough to deter some small gangs, it still seemed somewhat ineffective against the "monsters and demons" from the outside world.

Five or six well-dressed gentlemen, wearing suits, top hats, and ties, were raising their hands and shouting praises of patriotism and emphasizing the need to resist foreign companies that were disrupting the industrial foundation of the Kingdom of Loen.

The servants behind them were holding up pieces of cloth, painted with blood-red ink, depicting the people of Rune who never backed down!

The other group, whose attire was less presentable and who appeared to be more like salesmen who frequently traveled the country, stood at the front, their expressions agitated, pushing and shoving each other as if they were about to break through the steel mill gate.

As for the last group, it was quite abstract. There were only three women under thirty years old, who were leading three children who were supposedly eight years old but were a full 1.6 meters tall, shouting for no reason.

Is this person really eight years old?

Ron was speechless at the scene. His golden eyes scanned the entire area again, and he saw the reporters lying in ambush nearby with portable cameras in their hands. He understood why the factory manager was at a stalemate with these people.

In this era, the only way to guide public opinion is through various newspapers. If you act rashly in the face of these outsiders, you may be caught red-handed.

"Hmph, hahaha"

Just then, a girl's soft laughter rang out from inside the four-wheeled carriage that had stopped halfway down the road. Ron's old face darkened, and he instantly turned his head to look at the noble lady who had suppressed her laughter and was pretending to be very serious, as well as Susie, whose face was twisted like a dog's.

"Mr. Ron, besides the one I invited you to, you must have attended other high society balls, right?"

As the daughter of a major banker and the most dazzling jewel in Backlund's social scene, Audrey Hall instantly understood the cause and effect of everything based on the blond boy's behavior.

"No, I'm very busy, I don't have time."

"However, I know what happened. I registered my property in Ruen as a Southern Continent citizen, and I refused the dance invitations from my neighbors. I also did not choose a political party to join, nor did I pay a membership fee of several hundred or a thousand pounds."

"Frankly, what's the difference between you and bandits, robbers, and gangsters? Do you think we have to pay homage to powerful figures to do business in Backlund?"

Do I, Ron Sothos, look like someone who wastes time flattering others? I'll even roast "The Fool" Lao Tzu without hesitation!

(End of this chapter)