I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 71 President, if it really doesn’t work, just sell your ass

Everyone wants a rich woman.

Although the princess looks rather ordinary, her status and temperament always make people want to conquer her.

But Ron was deeply saddened by this.

Because of his overly active imagination, he figured out the role he played in "Thirty Years in the East, Thirty Years in the West".

When the protagonist is in a low point, what kind of character can provide comfort?
1. Grandma.

Second, the little villain who jumps on the face.

3. The heroine.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'm a minor."

Ron chose to say no to bad temptations. As the "heroine", he did not want to get involved in the battle for the throne.

That's it.
Catherine was quite dazed, but then she showed a shy look and whispered in Ron's ear:

"Then can I be your Star Fury?"

?

No, are all of you in the Hainlet family like this? You really have inherited the will of your ancestors!
At this moment, Ron suddenly remembered what Mr. Sid had told him, about the historical story of the first king giving the great magician 'Stardust Crown' Aophina the Starfury.

"Sexual harassment of minors is against the law!"

The blond boy sighed inwardly, quickly pushed away the princess who had approached him, and gave a stern warning.

"When I become king, I will summon my ministers to amend this law and set the age of adulthood at sixteen." Catherine waved her hand jokingly, obviously not caring that her plan to win over Ron had failed miserably.

After all, she has nothing now and only has the title of princess.

A breeze floated, bringing with it a pungent smell of alchemical waste gas, and Catherine's golden hair swayed slightly with the breeze.

"Okay, thank you, my dear little sir. You have solved my problem perfectly. I have never felt so relieved."

"Please forgive my intrusion, I have something important to do right now, so I'll have to leave my words of thanks for later."

As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at Amber who was listening blankly beside her, nodded goodbye, and hurriedly left the shantytown.

She escaped from the palace this time to find Ron and see if he had any way to limit the influence of the golden bloodline like last time.

And now, having confirmed her guess, she wants to talk to the guy inside her.

In the past, the princess who had the greatest hope of inheriting the throne would have only needed a transfer order to have Ron come to Fort Hainlet.

However, now that she was in such a state of poverty, no one could use her, and she didn't want anyone else to know about Ron.

If the old doesn't go, the new won't come.

Legends can live for a long time, but is there a princess who only lives for 50 years?

The struggle within the royal family has now reached a critical moment, and she wants to go back and take back everything that belongs to her.

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"She, she, she"

"She's actually the princess! You actually know the princess!"

Amber opened her eyes wide and looked at Ron in disbelief. Her light blue eyes seemed to want to see through the boy in front of her completely.

Who is this guy? Not only is the sheriff respectful to him, but even the princess wants to propose to him. But this guy is really good-looking.
"It's not really an acquaintance, but more of an acquaintance."

If I told you that I interrogated her, you would be furious.
Looking at the princess's hurriedly leaving back, Ron touched his chin thoughtfully.

Although no one knows what happened to the princess, it is obvious that she has reached an agreement with the old lady inside her body.

Perhaps the grandmother in the princess' body already existed and had witnessed my upright and kind character in the Stronghold of Pain.

So when I asked to talk to her, I immediately made the right choice.

It seems that all this is inseparable from my contribution!
Ron was filled with emotion.

Thinking of this, the blond boy turned his attention to the girl of the same age who was pulling his hair. "If I had known she was the princess, I would have asked her to become our sworn brother. I would have lived a life of luxury for the rest of my life."

"Oh, why can't I seize the opportunity?"

Hearing these mumblings, Ron remained silent.

After several minutes, Miss Amber, who had long light blue hair, seemed to remember that she had two mouths to feed.

"Hey, give me two gold lions, and I'll tell you where the high-class tailor is!"

She hardened her heart and decided to bite off a piece of meat from Ron, who was not short of money, no matter what.

Raising prices arbitrarily?

Hearing this, Ron glanced around with his deep blue eyes and pointed to the only tailor shop fifty meters away.

"Isn't that the high-class tailor you mentioned is right there?"

This guy!

"How, how is this possible? Do you think I would be so stupid as to bring you near the target and then ask you for money?" The girl with light blue hair was still stubborn.

"Are you going to spend your whole life cheating, stealing, and blackmailing?"

Without responding to Amber's quibbles, Ron frowned and asked back, thinking that this was a bad habit.

He decided to help people to the end.

"If you don't mind, I can make you mine."

"lover!?"

Amber's face turned pale, and she looked at Ron's pretty face and swallowed.

"what are you thinking?"

"It's an informant!"

"I can pay you three gold lions a month. Please help me find out where there are any strange things happening and write to let me know."

Ron heard from Mr. Sid that every investigator would have some private intelligence networks, and these private intelligence channels would also be summarized to the Stardust Club, which was an indispensable spies.

Investigators can submit reimbursement requests for expenses incurred by informants.

Most of the annual reimbursement amount of one thousand Golden Lions is used for this.

So Ron thought that instead of leaving the money with Olivia, it would be better to use it to do something good and improve his own performance at the same time.

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You did a good deed and successfully saved a family on the verge of collapse. Your "Holy Sword" proficiency level increased by 20.

[Holy Sword Art (Master 552/3000) Notes.]

When Ron arranged everything and arrived at the Stardust Club headquarters with the finished Olivia suit in his arms, accompanied by Amber's constant calls of "Boss", it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The tailor recommended by Amber was indeed excellent. Based on Ron's drawings and using the right fabrics, he completed the suit in just seven hours, spending only 30 gold lions.

So Ron decided to find Mr. Sid overnight and complete the scent "enchantment" of the suit.

This way, I can go out and sell the legendary suit as early as tomorrow, and I will never be short of money again.

"Ah~ What a solid day! Not only did I gain 30 proficiency points, but I also did several good things."

The panel proficiency becomes more difficult as you progress, but the corresponding bonuses are also quite considerable. For example, the swordsmanship knowledge in Ron's mind now seems to be rushing in an inhuman direction.

I'm not the Sword God!
Ron shook his golden head to get rid of all the crazy thoughts, paid the fare, got off the bus and stood still. Suddenly, he was stunned.

Because he saw that the huge Gothic building was filled with gorgeous carriages, with winged golden lions on top of the carriages as their logo.

"Kingdom Financial Union Savings Bank?"

"What are they doing here? And why are they making such a big fuss? Could it be that Olivia owes money and hasn't paid it back?"

(End of this chapter)