Hypnosis: They want to improve too much

Even though Yvonne couldn't answer his questions at this moment, Ron had to make preparations in advance. If Yvonne came to kill him directly, he would be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, Ron pinched Ivna's delicate little face and continued, "In order to ensure my safety, I will hand over the encrypted photo stone to a friend.

If I die or get seriously injured, the contents of the image stone will spread across the continent, and you might become the most famous dancer in the continent."

This sentence was very insidious. If Yvna chose to give in for the sake of her reputation, then not only would she not be able to hurt Ron, she would even have to protect him.

If Ron could borrow Ivna's power, he would be able to do more.

Ivna: “…”

She stared at Ron blankly. In the hypnotic state, she couldn't understand what Ron said.

Seeing that the hypnosis time was about to end, Ron stood up and shook his dizzy head: "I have said so much just to protect myself. I hope Miss Yvna can understand me. If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent."

Ivna: “…”

"Then I'm leaving. See you tomorrow, Miss Yvonne."

Ron grabbed Yvonne's fullness hard and left the lounge.

"Oh!"

When he left the lounge, he did not forget to lock the door, for no reason other than to play a prank.

Ten seconds later, Ivna's extremely angry roar was heard in the lounge: "Ahhh! Bastard Ron, I'm going to kill you!!!"

That being said, she did not break down the door and chase after him.

......

As soon as Ron walked out of the building where the lounge was located, he heard a sharp, mocking voice.

Along with the mocking voice appeared a skinny young man in school uniform.

"Hahaha, Ron, you idiot, did you reject Yvna again?"

Allen ran up to Ron and pointed at his nose and said, "You dare to reject Yvna again and again. I think you don't want to live anymore. People like you staying in the Royal School of Magic will lower our status and style.

Bah, go and be a servant to Ivna, or I will feel sick when I see you in front of me."

"So you were the one who told Yvna about my whereabouts?"

Ron had a gentle smile on his face, making it hard to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Allen, the eldest son of a certain earl's family, is also at the second level in strength and is in the same grade as him.

As for where Alan's hatred for Ron comes from, it is of course because Ron is handsome and talented, and he is also a strong contender for the chief election the day after tomorrow.

Allen is also one of the leading candidates.

Ultimately, it's all about profit.

"So what? I'm helping you."

Allen laughed wildly and said, "Instead of living frugally and living a miserable life, you might as well be a dog for Ivna and live a good life. After all, you will get a beautiful master, right?"

Ron's smile faded slightly, his eyes flashed: "Kneel down!"

"you..."

Alan wanted to continue mocking, but when he looked into Ron's eyes he kneeled down unconsciously.

"Pfft!"

Alan slammed his knees on the ground and looked stunned when he came to his senses.

What happened to me just now?

Chapter 3: The Cold Money Master Memphis

It worked!

The pain in his mind couldn't stop Ron from being excited.

By compressing the hypnosis time to within one second, the control effect can be achieved silently, and Alan was caught before he could react.

If he expands its uses, Ron can even use it as a means of fighting the enemy.

Of course, there are disadvantages. The instantaneous start and stop will greatly consume Ron's spirit. With his current mental strength, he can't hold on for more than a few times.

"Oh, classmate Allen, why do you have to be so polite to me? You make me feel embarrassed."

Ron looked stunned. He walked forward and pretended to help Alan, who was kneeling on the ground, up.

"Go away!"

Alan slapped Ron's hand away and stood up in a hurry: "I just stood for too long today and my legs are weak, don't get me wrong."

He couldn't understand why he suddenly knelt down. It seemed like he was frightened by Ron.

Ron smiled.

You see, classmate Alan has learned to deceive himself at such a young age. If he is guided a little more, there will be a chance that he will be sold out in the future.

"Is that so? I thought Mr. Allen was impressed by my personality. What a pity! You missed the chance to be a dog."

Ron sighed, his deep eyes showing a hint of teasing.

"Don't be so complacent, Ron. Although I don't know how you managed to escape from Yvna's hands, there is no way you can escape the Chief Selection the day after tomorrow."

Allen threatened with a sinister look: "You'd better quit wisely, otherwise I will smash you to death with countless magic scrolls. Do you understand the background of the Earl's family?"

Ron shrugged. "In that case, you'd better prepare more scrolls. Otherwise, if the quantity is too small, you may not be able to break my defense."

For these wealthy nobles, the title of chief is both a benefit and an honor, but for Ron, the identity of chief is just a useful umbrella of protection.

The Royal School of Magic only serves two kinds of people: the heirs of nobility, and the commoners with exceptional talents.

The former is the power center of the kingdom, and the latter will become retainers of various families after graduation. Everyone has a bright future.

Ron happened to be in between the two. Although he inherited his father's baronship, he was often regarded as a disgrace to the nobility because he was alone. What made him most hated was that he could even hope to touch the position of chief.

Alas, it’s all my fault for being too outstanding.

[Free attribute points: 17]

Ron glanced at the remaining free attribute points and couldn't help but sigh. If Alan knew that he could enter the third level at any time, he would be so angry that he would die.

"Arrogant, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance."

Allen patted the dust off his knees and said, "No, maybe you won't live to see the day after tomorrow. Those who reject Yvna will never have a good ending. I just heard her roar. You must have escaped, right?"

"It's not as terrible as you say. In my opinion, Miss Ivna is very generous."

Ron turned his head and looked at a small window on the fifth floor with a meaningful look.

Allen expressed confusion: “???”

"Forget it, why am I telling you this?"

Ron waved his hand and walked around Alan towards the school gate. He had to hurry and run away. If he was caught up by Yvna who changed her mind, he would have no chance to complete his lie.

But Ivna shouldn’t be able to beat him after he has added points, right?

Thinking of this, Ron suddenly began to look forward to what Yvna's attitude would be when they met again tomorrow.

Alan stared blankly at Ron's back. He felt that the other person had changed a lot, becoming more confident and more indulgent.

"This is troublesome. It seems I have to think of other ways. No matter what, I can't let Ron participate in the selection of the chief. Anyone who dares to stand in my way must die!"

He gritted his teeth, and the brutality in his eyes intensified.

......

After leaving the academy, Ron wandered around the royal city for a while before slowly walking home.

The place where he lived was called the Student Dormitory, which was a residence specially arranged by the Royal Magic Academy for outstanding students. It was only a dozen minutes away from the academy. Not only was it convenient to travel, but it also provided various protections.

The dormitory building is safe, quiet and free, making it the only choice for the impoverished nobles.

You have to know that most of the students enrolled in the Royal Academy of Magic are children of aristocrats. They look down on such student dormitories, so most of the villas and small buildings are empty.

The house where Ron lives has two floors and comes with its own garden and small pond, and is fully equipped with all kinds of luxurious furniture.

After he skillfully unlocked the three layers of special magic circles, he walked straight into the front yard.

In front of the stone table, a white-haired girl in a wheelchair was studying a thick magic book carefully. She only looked up and looked at Ron when she heard his footsteps.

At first glance, Ron's gaze was captured by her wine-red eyes.

There was no emotion in her eyes, and her cold face was like a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years. The breeze blew through her white hair, and only the slight fluttering of her eyelashes told Ron that she was a living thing and not a statue.

She was clearly sitting right in front of him, but Ron felt that she was too beautiful to be real, like a dream, and it was hard to tell whether she was real or fake.

If there is a goddess of beauty in this world, Ron believes that she must look exactly like the girl in front of him.

After simply admiring her for a moment, he moved his gaze to the top of the girl's head.

【Name: Memphis】

[Status: Hypnotizable]

【quality:? ? ? 】

【quality:? ? ? 】

Have you noticed the difference between her and Yvna?

I can't understand why both qualities are invisible.

Memphis was Ron's first hypnotic subject, and after a simple attempt last night he gained 11 free attributes.

Yes, she provided Ron with 10 attribute points in the first hypnosis alone, and she could provide Ron with 0.01 attribute points every second thereafter.

From this point of view, Memphis must be of higher quality than Ivna, being six times more efficient.

But due to some anomalies, Ron did not try to go all the way last night.

Facing Ron's scrutiny, Memphis tilted her head first, then she closed the magic book expressionlessly and said, "I'm hungry."

She seemed to come alive as she said this, and Ron's mind flashed with the image of a kitten begging for food.

Ron smiled and said, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Sponsor. The meal will be ready soon."

Memphis nodded lightly and spoke sparingly: "Yes."

Yes, Memphis is his financial sponsor, and all his expenses for the past year were provided by Memphis.

And he is Memphis's savior.

I still remember that it was a rainy night. Memphis, wearing a black robe and covered in wounds, knocked on his door and asked him to take him in for a night to avoid the rain.

At first Ron refused, but she offered too much.

There was no other way. Learning magic was too expensive. Having lost the support of his family, he could only find a way on his own.

Faced with the temptation of money, Ron had no choice but to agree, and thus he hid for a year.

In order to make up the so-called rent, Memphis would make many magic scrolls every day and give them to Ron to sell. It was with the girl's strong support that Ron was able to grow rapidly this year.

But when Ron thought of Memphis's appearance after being hypnotized, his heart couldn't help but beat wildly, and many exciting scenes emerged in his mind.

How about testing her bottom line again tonight?

Memphis suddenly felt a chill on her back. She was at a loss and held the magic book in her arms, making an exaggerated arc.

Chapter 4: Do you want to touch it? I'll give it to you.

Ron washed the vegetables, cooked, made tea and boiled water. After a lot of hard work, he finally prepared a fairly sumptuous dinner.

At the dining table, Ron was cutting steak while admiring Memphis's charming face. She ate very gracefully, and just looking at her slightly opening and closing moist red lips could increase his appetite.

Ron had asked Memphis about his origins, but he always pretended not to hear him.

She was like a caged canary, going nowhere except to stay in the garden, reading and basking in the sun.

Memphis spoke very little, and the words Ron heard most often were "hungry", "sleepy", and "asleep".

She always has a cold face, as if nothing in this world can move her. The most thing she does every day is to stare blankly.

Despite living and eating together for a whole year, Ron's understanding of Memphis was still superficial, and their communication mainly focused on money transactions.