I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 119 The King is Dead

"President, I don't want to work hard anymore!"

The blond boy slid to his knees, hugged the president's tight and slender thighs, and stared at the magic book with a dark brown cover.

Third-level magic, how much is it worth!
Smelling the delicate peach scent and feeling the tight touch of thighs, Ron's eyes were filled with desire for good food and leisure.

"Go away, stop getting in my way."

The black-haired woman, on the other hand, was dismissive and showed no sign of giving in to the boy's advances.

Olivia has always paid attention to Ron himself and his magic.

Otherwise, he wouldn't always be asked to sit in the president's office for most of the day, so that he still hasn't truly integrated into the investigator team.

Just like the day when the boy first joined the Stardust Club, strange things like this must be kept under watch to prevent them from being taught bad habits by others.

As for the reasons why those magics mutated, they have not yet been truly discovered.

Olivia could only guess that Ron might have suffered some kind of "miracle" or been affected by the "forbidden truth".

But no matter what, the blond boy is always her good subordinate.

"What are your plans after you advance to the third level? You're no longer a weakling."

Pulling over a chair, Olivia crossed her legs and sat down.

Plan, what plan can I have?
Ron pondered for a moment, "Uh, fighting evil to the end?"

"Strive to become the successor of the Stardust Club and the next president?"

An investigator who doesn't want to be the president is not a good employee!

Ron felt that such a reason fully demonstrated his lofty ambitions and excellent character.

You really are eyeing my position as president!

Olivia frowned, and she tapped the boy's forehead with her finger, saying sternly:
"What I mean is, do you want to take this opportunity to transfer to logistics, or go to the academy affiliated with the Stardust Club to train talents?"

Cultivate talents, are you talking about me?
The blond boy had a strange look on his face, and then his face flushed red as if he realized something.

"Ms. Olivia, who do you take me for?!"

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who's afraid of death?"

At this moment, Ron had already imagined that in order to prevent him from being in danger, Olivia deliberately used the back door to help him change his position.

Although this kind of support is what the boy dreams of, how will others see him?
Would his upright life be tarnished by this?

Thinking of this, Ron slapped the table, pulled off the bracelet on his wrist, stood up and said:

"Ms. Olivia, I've been ordered by Ms. Fiona of the Stardust Crown to supervise your work!"

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The president was stunned, and his amber eyes looked at the cat claw pendant on Ron's wrist in confusion.

Seeing this scene, the blond boy said proudly:

"I was transported to the 'Deep Layer' and returned to over 1,300 years ago. At that time, Ms. Fiona specifically instructed me to supervise your work."

As he spoke, he concentrated his magic power on the back of his right hand, and the word "qualified" glowed.

"I also received help from Mr. Pope and received the blessing of God, so I can perform miracles."

"Besides, Hainlet and I are good friends, and he still owes me 50,000 gold lions!"

As soon as the words fell, the boy raised his chin proudly and looked at the president triumphantly.

It seems to be saying that our identities are no longer the same.

Is this guy having trouble distinguishing between the big and small kings?
Olivia was indifferent for a moment, digesting the information in Ron's words, and then said calmly:
"Investigator Ron, don't get so excited. I know you've had many adventures."

"But that was just a routine questioning. Every investigator who reaches level three will go through this once. After all, not everyone wants to fight on the front lines."

"Due to your contributions, your position will be promoted to Level 1 Investigator, with a monthly salary of 160 gold lions and an annual reimbursement limit of 10000 gold lions."

"Do you have anything else to add?"

After saying that, the black-haired woman laughed and looked at him seriously as if she was seeing the boy for the first time.

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Ron thought Olivia had learned bad habits. Who said that presidents are stupid? She actually knew how to withhold some information to trick him.

But he was too proud of himself and fell into the trap foolishly.

Although he had wanted to tell Olivia everything about this experience, for some reason Ron felt an incomparable sense of frustration.

"President, you don't seem surprised?"

The black-haired woman, with her legs crossed, glanced at him. "You fainted from exhaustion at that time, your magic and mental strength were depleted. If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago."

"When I examined you, I found a cat's paw bracelet. It's exactly the same bracelet as the one on the portrait of the first president of the Stardust Society."

"Moreover, you blatantly released the miracles of the Holy Light God."

"The Vatican has probably already set its sights on you, Ron, you better be more careful!"

As she spoke, the black-haired woman pinched the boy's cheek and then changed the subject:

"Let me see your bracelet."

Ron curled his lips and refused firmly:

"No!"

"show me!"

"I won't give it to you!"

Good boy, you really can’t tell the difference between the big king and the small king, right?

Today I will let you know who is on top and who is on the bottom!
The black-haired woman rolled up her sleeves and punched him.

"show me!"

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Outside the Gothic building complex, a carriage with the Temple emblem hanging on it stopped steadily.

A figure in a court dress walked quickly from the carriage towards the open door of the Stardust Club.

"Please report your identity. No outsiders are allowed to enter."

The guard was the first to stop the princess, who was walking a little hurriedly, and spoke in a serious tone.

Catherine was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that as a princess, she would be stopped by a small guard.

"You don't know me?" she asked in surprise, her tone unable to hide her anxiety.

"Of course I know her, Your Highness." The guard nodded slightly. "Our president told us to stop you at the door when we see you coming, so you don't go in and blackmail her."

Who are these people?
Catherine's mouth twitched, and her idea of ​​asking the Stardust Society for help inevitably wavered.

It was clearly you who caused the landslide and buried me underneath, so why are you afraid that I will blackmail her?

At this moment, a blond figure holding a dark brown magic book walked out of the gate and greeted in a very familiar manner.

"Good morning, no, good afternoon, Miss Catherine."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Ron."

Seeing the boy who seemed like an acquaintance, Catherine Hainlet felt relieved and couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up for her previous cleverness.

In the increasingly fierce struggle within the royal family, everyone is trying to gain any bargaining chips they can get their hands on.

Among them, the force with legendary strongmen is undoubtedly the best choice, but such forces generally do not participate in the fight for the throne.

But it's different now.

"Mr. Ron, I have some bad news."

"My father, King Kedon Hainlet III, was assassinated by the Vatican and died in the palace."

"Now they still want to capture me and eliminate the last threat. Mr. Ron, can you introduce me to your president?"

"I need your help!"

Hearing this, the blond boy was stunned for a moment.

Wait, the King is dead!?

Now that he is dead, who will return my fifty thousand golden lions?
(End of this chapter)