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Chapter 416: Starting from the Butler

Come to think of it, it’s only been a few days since Beelzebub was arrested?
It turned out that this butler was indeed a loyal minister. Dachun suddenly wanted to talk to him. If the conversation went well, he could ask him for help, such as knocking out the "hospitalized baron" to facilitate his actions.

But it was just a thought. Not only did I have no clue, but it was also difficult to explain to him. Once I explained, I would have to tell him a lot of secrets. He might not even cooperate, which was troublesome.

Mina spoke up: "Master, the man you are looking at has a weakness."

Dachun was surprised and asked, "Your hand is broken?"

"His mind is experiencing abnormal fluctuations. Although he tries his best to suppress them and appears calm on the outside, inside, it's like a turbulent whirlpool beneath the calm sea."

Dachun understood instantly: "When he fought Beelzebub, Beelzebub forcibly possessed him. He took the opportunity to lock Beelzebub in his own body consciousness. In the end, with the support of Remya, he completely destroyed Beelzebub."

Mina said, "If that's the case, you can imagine how severely his spiritual consciousness has been damaged. So his actual injuries are likely far more serious than just his hand."

Dachun's heart skipped a beat: "So you mean, we can give him psychiatric treatment first?"

Mina sighed, "Master, rashly entering the consciousness of such a powerful being would be extremely dangerous. Furthermore, his mental disorder is beyond my current ability to cure. He should be transferred to the Oak City Mental Hospital."

Yes, the housekeeper of the mansion is related to the safety of the city beauties. His strength is at T0 level, if not T1, in the city. He is definitely not on the same level as the drunkard just now.

Dachun felt something was wrong: "Since he should go to Oak City for treatment, why didn't Remya arrange for him to go?"

Mina was surprised and said, "Maybe he's hiding his illness? The way he's trying so hard to suppress it feels like he's hiding something."

Under what circumstances would a person conceal his or her illness?
Dachun suddenly realized: "Is it so serious that he is not suitable to be a housekeeper? He doesn't want to be replaced, so he hides it and tries to recover on his own?"

"It's possible!"

Dachun became excited: "If that's the case, we can discuss it with him. Can we help stabilize his injuries first?"

Mina was a little unsure: "If it's just for stabilization... maybe it's okay."

Just consider it as training for Mina.

The question was how to show up? Should he just let the black cat appear before him? That would be too abrupt. After all, black cats have always been a symbol of bad luck. His first reaction was to be on guard, and it would be difficult to deal with a strong soul that remained alert...

At this moment - the system prompts: Your Poseidon's personal guards have been additionally strengthened and authorized to control the "Drunken Captain Prang"!
——System prompt: Your Poseidon guards have received a call from Helen!
Ah, it worked! The Poseidon Guard skill now has an option to contact Prang.

The mermaid laughed. "It worked, it worked, but I don't know how to talk to him. So, warrior, you should do it! As for his identity, let's just say he's a divine messenger. It looks like he drowned in the sea for a while and was lucky enough to be rescued. You can say you're the divine messenger who saved him."

Dachun said quickly: "Yes, yes, you are the guardian angel. You can't talk to ordinary people easily, otherwise the secret will be exposed."

The mermaid sighed, "Hey, go talk to him quickly, I'll just watch and play."

Dachun was surprised and asked, "Can adults see this?"

The mermaid smiled. "Of course you can see it. I put a lot of power into it."

Dachun suddenly had an idea. Why not let the bankrupt captain act as an intermediary and have him deliver a message to the steward? No! A message wouldn't be clear and would also reveal confidential information. A letter should be delivered. Delivering a letter to him would make things much easier once he's mentally prepared...

Anyway, try passing the message first.

Dachun called: "Pu Lang, are you sober?"

Prang's panicked voice came: "Who?"

Dachun had already written the lines according to the script given by the mermaid: "You were drowning in the sea, and it was an angel of God who rescued you. But you drank every day to escape your fear. The angel of God was very disappointed and felt that his rescue was in vain. So he eliminated your fear and saved you again. You must cheer up."

Prang's voice trembled with excitement. "I felt like I was dreaming just now. I felt... Are you the Lord Messenger of God?"

The script must be rigorous, and directly impersonating a messenger of God is actually inappropriate: "I am delivering a message to the messenger of God."

Prang cried: "I am not a coward who runs away from fear. My ship sank and I went bankrupt. I owe a lot of debts that I can't pay back..."

Damn, you act crazy just because you're in debt?

Dachun patiently counseled: "But you are different now. You must cheer up and start a new life."

Prang cheered up: "Lord God's Messenger, please teach me!"

"I'm just delivering a message."

"I understand. How can someone like me continue to trouble the Divine Messenger? In my heart, you are the Divine Messenger."

"Just call me sir."

"grown ups!"

Haha, it feels pretty good.

Dachun got straight to the point: "Do you know the steward of the Silver Flower Mansion?"

"Of course he does, Steward Saffirio. But he doesn't know me. I'm just an ordinary captain, not to mention bankrupt."

This is troublesome.

Dachun had no choice but to go ahead and say, "The housekeeper was injured a few days ago and is in the hospital. I hope you can go visit him and bring me a letter."

Trump was embarrassed: "Is it the First Noble Hospital? I am not qualified to go in, and he doesn't even know me..."

Dachun was also anxious, so he simply used a big move: "Do you owe the housekeeper a debt?"

Pulang was anxious: "Of course not, how can I be qualified to borrow money from him?"

Dachun came up with a bad idea: "No, just shout at the hospital entrance and say you're here to repay his debt! He'll definitely come to see you if he's curious."

I just don’t believe that there are people who would refuse to repay their debts?

Prang became even more anxious: "But I don't owe anything. If I can't pay, it will be like teasing a noble, and I will be beaten badly."

Holy shit! Doesn’t Tom have a million?

Dachun gritted his teeth and said, "I'll advance you 10 yuan, and you just say you'll pay me back 10 yuan!"

Trump then asked, "Where can I meet the Lord?"

Dachun thought for a moment and said, "Do you have a good place to talk? And by the way, find some paper, pen, and envelopes. I need to write a letter."

Trump said, "It's right here in this tavern. There are a few gambling rooms in the basement. It's afternoon now and no one's here yet. I can borrow paper, pen, and envelope from the tavern owner."

The idea is very clear. Dachun was very satisfied: "I'll be right over."

But there is still a problem. How do I write a letter?

Dachun asked, "Tom, will you write letters after you become a human?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Probably not! Could he have asked Prang to write it for him? If so, he would have to carefully consider the words, not letting Prang know the secret, but also making sure the butler could understand it at a glance...

So, the black cat once again transformed from the shadows into a black-robed figure, blending into the crowd on the street from its invisible posture and slowly appearing, extremely naturally... Then he saw Plank standing at the door of the tavern, holding on to the door and watching.

Dachun laughed. Why hold the door? This is the attitude of a weak person. Is he worried about being chased for debt, or is he facing the worship of the angel?
Then his eyes fell on the old man in black robes with an extraordinary gait, and his face was full of surprise and confirmation. It must be said that Eunuch Tang's appearance is indeed suitable for this job.

"You saw me, take me to the private room."

Seeing him tremble all over, Dachun was worried that he would bow down and immediately added, "Don't make any gestures of greeting, be more natural."

"Ming...understand."

So Prang greeted the tavern owner and then entered a basement entrance through the side door.

Dachun was truly unpredictable. He'd been in the public beta for so long, and he hadn't even known there was such a facility at Vivian's Tavern. Or did Vivian's Tavern not even operate a casino?
The underground casino indeed had more than a dozen private rooms. Prang led the black-robed old man into one of them. He then cautiously and flatteringly greeted him, "Sir, please take a seat! The banknotes and envelopes are ready."

Eunuch Tang sat down, but he was mute, and Dachun communicated directly with him through his brain. This was the height of mystery!

"Just write: Dear Mr. Saffirio, thank you for your bravery in that battle. I came back to see you out of concern for your injuries, but your mental injuries are much more serious and may affect your return. I suggest you rest immediately, and then we can discuss in detail."

Prang wrote furiously: "It's finished."

Dachun took a look and thought it was good, except that the characters were a little shaky.

"I'll transfer 10 yuan to you!"

Plan was faintly excited as he took out his bank card and presented it with both hands.

What are you excited about? I have to say, this is the fucked-up part of the game. Players can't transfer money to each other, which blocks any way for players to raise funds. But NPCs can.

System prompt: You instructed Tom to transfer 10 to Plan. Activity funds decreased by 10.

Prang asked, "So can I move now?"

"Go ahead, and make sure it's done. Also, the contents of the letter are strictly confidential and cannot be disclosed."

"clear."

So as soon as Plan went out, Tom turned into an invisible cat in the dark room.

When Plan looked back, he shuddered all over!
Didn’t you see it? We want the mystery to be full!

So the black cat continued to climb walls and followed Plan, who was jogging, to the hospital entrance.

As expected, Prang was stopped by the guard at the door: "Civilians are not allowed to enter without a special invitation."

"I'm here to pay off a debt to Master Safirio," Prang said anxiously. "If I can't pay it back today, I might be out at sea for months. If I lose the bet, I might not be able to pay it back for years. This is a serious matter!"

Dachun was very satisfied.

As expected, the guard was quite surprised and immediately took it seriously: "Come in and talk first! We will go and greet Master Saffirio."

Dachun laughed. This clearly meant to keep Pulang in the guardhouse to prevent him from changing his mind and escaping. It had to be said that the details were very detailed.

Then the confused butler came over under the guidance of the guards: "Who are you?"

Prang handed over the letter. "I am Captain Prang of the bankrupt and sunken Silver Coachman. I have come to repay the master's debt of 10. The details are in the letter."

The butler was even more confused. He took out the letter, opened it, glanced at it, and then closed it. "Mr. Prang, I don't remember borrowing money from you, or maybe you remembered it wrongly. You can go back."

After saying that, he left with the letter without looking back.

Dachun was both pleased and impressed. He was pleased that he understood immediately. He admired that he was a noble person and did not foolishly take such ill-gotten gains.

At this moment, Plan was a little lost in thought: "Ah, did I remember it wrong..."

Dachun knew what he was thinking, so he gave him a quick win: "You've done a great job. This 10 yuan will be used to help you get back on your feet."

Prang was so excited that he almost jumped up in the street: "Sir, if there is anything else, please tell me."

Dachun asked, "How strong are you as a captain?"

Prang was quite proud: "That depends on who I'm fighting. If I'm dealing with ordinary pirates, soldiers, and tavern thugs, I can easily beat ten of them!"

Oh, not bad, not bad. You are worthy of being on the list of professional masters.

Dachun thought for a moment and said, "Go to the Silver Light Village Tavern and stay there for a while. If anyone attacks Silver Light Village, you must protect the village."

Seeing that he seemed reluctant to go to the countryside, Dachun immediately added, "Just think of it as avoiding debt! This 10 yuan is to support your business, not to repay your debts. I'm sure everyone will know you have 10 yuan soon."

Prang was suddenly startled and said anxiously: "No problem, I'll go right away."

Before he finished speaking, he ran towards the city gate.

Holy crap! This actually works.

Then, don't mess with the mermaid, and transfer her to play with something else.

Dachun immediately reported to the mermaid: "My lord, did you see it?"

The mermaid laughed: "Although it's not exciting, it's much more interesting than watching a drama!"

Dachun immediately said, "Maybe in the next day or two, there will be a fight in Yinguang Village. It will be exciting then. He will be responsible for defending the village."

The mermaid was still not satisfied: "I see you are having so much fun. It's even more fun that this cat can turn into a human. I really want to play with you!"

Dachun was anxious: "Sir, you are the guardian angel, please don't do anything rash!"

The mermaid sighed, "Although I have gained great faith, it has also made me addicted to it and lost my freedom. I don't know whether I am happy or unhappy."

Well... my superiors are in trouble, so we have to find a solution, right?
Dachun suddenly had an idea: "Why not find Lemiya? She has a way to separate her own dark personality and let her teach you? That way, you can let the dark godhead come out to play with me!"

Only in this way can you keep the mermaid by your side so that you can find her whenever you have problems.

The mermaid was excited: "Ah, that's good!"

Dachun quickly reminded him, "It has to be kept absolutely confidential. Only you and Remya know about it. Also, your strength can't be too strong, otherwise you won't be able to hide it, and it won't be fun. Just separate a little bit of your consciousness and that'll be fine!"

Although it is a little separated, but with the size of her patronus, she can at least have the strength of Mina to help me with the AFK? As for Remya, I believe she has been dealt with, and her confidentiality will not be a problem.

The mermaid became excited: "Okay, I'll find a chance to talk about it."

As for now, the black cat jumped onto a treetop in the hospital, and Dachun began to observe the movements in the housekeeper's ward.

At this time, the butler was lying on the bed in the luxurious single room, reading the letter over and over again, looking out the window in deep thought.

Hey, if he just looked more carefully at the treetops, maybe he would meet my eyes?
Finally, the housekeeper got up, opened the ward door, hung a sign outside the door, then closed and locked the door, swallowed a pill, returned to the bed and fell asleep.

Dachun was very pleased. He understood everything. So, it’s time for me to set off!

(End of this chapter)