I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 17 Show Me (Please Read)

award?

I really want to kick you!
I've already promised to protect you, so at least say something grateful to me!
Olivia admitted that she underestimated Ron's nerve.

Who on earth can, after asking for a favor, calmly raise his hand and ask for a reward?
This made the young president realize that with Ron's talent, it was indeed a bit of a waste for him to stay with her.

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"Calm down, Olivia, calm down. This is the time to test your leadership skills, isn't it?"

Resisting the urge to step on the cheap thing, the black-haired woman crossed her arms over her chest, went over the rules and regulations in her mind, and said seriously:

"According to regulations, those who make significant contributions to the containment of the cursed object will receive bonuses ranging from 100 to 500 gold lions."

"What do you want? Money or something?"

500 Golden Lions!

When Ron heard the content of the reward, his blue eyes suddenly lit up, and he had the urge to take the money and retire right where he was.

If he ate hard bread every day, this money would be enough for him to live in the capital for a lifetime!

However, after thinking about his determination to improve last night, Ron suppressed his excitement.

"Ma'am, can I exchange it for an equivalent first-level jar spell model?"

It's not that Ron doesn't want to exchange for a better meditation method, but according to the price clearly marked by the Federal Reserve, any meditation method that meets the requirements must be worth more than a thousand gold lions.

As for the worse ones, it’s better not to change them.

Want to learn magic?

It would have been fine if Ron hadn't mentioned this, but as soon as he mentioned Olivia, he felt waves of heart-wrenching phantom pain in his arms.

She nodded slightly, more decisively than the boy had expected.

"We at Stardust don't have things like canned models. We only have paper scrolls. We have to learn on our own."

"Well as your guild master, I believe it is necessary to examine your magical training before I can agree to your terms."

"This is all to prevent you from going down the wrong path!"

The black-haired woman spoke with great righteousness, but her arms were already on the table, and she seemed to be a little impatient.

Ever since she realized that Ron could heal her injuries,

Olivia thought of countless ways in her mind, including but not limited to intimidation, unspoken rules, corruption with money, or forced questioning, just to make Ron cast the Holy Light Healing Spell again.

Unexpectedly, she didn't expect that before she could establish her prestige and take action, this shrewd guy actually came to her door today.

Check magic?
Seeing the uncharacteristically violent woman, Ron suddenly became alert.

What's there to check about my magic? Didn't you try it that day?

Ron knew his own magic best, and his "Holy Swordsmanship" was pretty good.

However, "Holy Light Healing" is a completely malignant mutation, retaining only some insignificant healing effects.

Is it
Seeing the faint expectation on Olivia's face and the half-foot-long wound on her arm, Ron's eyes suddenly showed a gleam of wisdom.

He got it!

The violent woman's unusual behavior made the blond boy realize some important issues.

He never expected that such a pervert would be hidden in the Stardust Society, which is considered a semi-official force.

Ron had heard of this kind of person in his previous life. He seemed to be called "Ace Amour"?
This made the young man secretly sigh in his heart that he was born to be useful and the ancients in his previous life were right.

However, faced with this special request, Ron still chose principles and bottom line, and said in a low voice:
"Um, Ms. Olivia, can I choose the Golden Lion?"

"I don't want to learn magic anymore."

Don’t want to learn anymore?

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the black-haired woman, who had originally retained a trace of humanity, suddenly became extremely ugly.

Olivia snorted coldly: "You don't want to learn, so you can just say you don't want to learn?"

"Stop talking nonsense to me and show me your magic!"

You don’t even want to act anymore?
Ron was startled, his expression became extremely flustered, and he said repeatedly:

"President, I'm a principled person. It's not right to do this in broad daylight, right?" Bang—

"Stop talking nonsense and show me!!!"

This violent woman!
Seeing his boss slap the solid wooden desk with a palm print, Ron suddenly felt that it was not unacceptable to show Olivia some magic.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, like a little girl who had been defiled.

The golden glow that emerged from his hand also seemed timid at this moment, not at all like a holy light element.

You should stand up straight!
Ron cursed the Holy Light Element for being disloyal in his heart, while placing his hand on the hideous wound on Olivia's arm.

In just a moment, the boy caught a glimpse of the black-haired woman with a grim expression from the corner of his eye, and returned to his expressionless state.

Is this satisfying?
Although Ron knew that no matter what other people's habits were, they should not be laughed at.

But after all, this was his first time encountering a pervert like Olivia, so he couldn't help but feel curious.

He sorted out his thoughts and asked in a low voice:
"Uh, President, that feels good. Doesn't it hurt?"

Olivia heard this, her expressionless face did not move at all, and she said calmly:

“I don’t feel anything at all.”

"But you're sweating!" Ron opened his mouth.

"What do you know? I'm just in a good mood!"

A good mood?
What kind of pervert can be in such a good mood in such pain?
Is this "Ace Love"?

“It’s really scary”

Ron sighed inwardly and couldn't help but add a little more strength.

Unfortunately, the boy's efforts only made the black-haired woman so happy that she sweated profusely, and other than that, it made Ron doubt his life.

After a few minutes, the young man who had been casting spells at a high intensity could no longer hold on.

He withdrew his hand tremblingly, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

Seeing this, Olivia sneered, "That's all, you still want to learn new spells?"

What do you mean, that’s it!?

Ron curled his lips, but before he could even try to explain, he saw the black-haired woman open the drawer and fumble around.

Then he threw out an envelope.

"Don't say I don't take care of you. All my stuff is old and outdated. If you want to see innovation, you have to go to the Magic Fireplace."

"I've written everything in the letter, just go there directly."

Ron took the letter with great anticipation, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

What does it mean to write it in advance?
Is this supposed to be a reward for me?

Just as he was about to ask for details, he saw Olivia clapped her hands twice, and a cool breeze suddenly blew into the office.

The breeze swirled and circled around Olivia's mouth, listening for a few seconds. After that, it flew out the door as if it had a soul.

The next moment, the carved wooden door was pushed open from the outside.

"President, there's no need to send the wind elf on a trip. I've been outside the door the whole time."

The man had short silver hair, a cloak hanging from his shoulders, and a star badge on his chest that looked very flashy.

Ron knew this guy.

It was the loan shark who wanted to bully Miss Talia at the door when he picked her up yesterday!

"Very good, Sid, I'll leave the new guy to you. Please explain our rules and regulations to him."

"By the way, let him go to your logistics department to pick out some props."

As she spoke, Olivia curled her lips and said:

"Also, at least let this guy know that subordinates are not allowed to talk back when the leader is giving a lecture!"

(End of this chapter)