I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 73: The Butt is Strong (Please Order First)

After living in the royal capital for many years, Ron was most afraid of only two things.

One is no money.

The second is to take out a loan from the Federal Reserve.

The Kingdom Financial United Savings Bank is both familiar and unfamiliar to all the people of the Kingdom of Oran.

What is familiar is that they are very close to the people, from royal nobles to ordinary beggars. The Federal Reserve has countless loan programs, and the collateral includes but is not limited to brains, eyes, hearts, organs, and blood.

always one option fit for you.

Ron even heard that in some unconventional loans, they would use your soul, or even buy out the rest of your life, as collateral for the loan.

After those wizard apprentices who were blinded by their class and dreamed of reaching the top overnight obtained money, they were surprised to find that the magic props and canned knowledge they needed were actually products of the Federal Reserve.

Because of the patent for "canned knowledge", the cost of selling it is almost zero.

Even so, many people still flock here every year.

And all these changes happened six years ago.

Tsk. If you look at it this way, all of this is a means to suppress the "Mage Association". The royal family has the "Temple". As long as there are nobles around, there will be a source of extraordinary people to recruit knights.

The Holy See has the support of the Righteous God, and to gain power and improve rank, it only needs to meet the conditions, and the God will grant it. The same is true for the Enlightenment Academy.

In comparison, the Stardust Society seems to rely heavily on external factors, as it often takes several years of study to train an excellent mage apprentice.

However, due to the objective existence of "forbidden truths", the cost of knowledge becomes extremely high and its dissemination is very difficult, which further restricts the development of the Stardust Society.

Thinking of this, Ron didn't know whether to be happy or complain about Olivia's amazing fighting ability.

It has combat capability, but it seems to be just combat capability.

No effective measures have been taken to reverse the decline of the overall environment.

The golden and red moons complement each other.

The red moon is dazzling in front, while the golden moon is dim behind, symbolizing that July is coming to an end.
“It’s payday soon.”

"No, I have to go check it out. What if that woman Olivia owes a huge debt? Will I still get my salary next month?"

Ron collected his thoughts and quickly entered the Gothic building. The first thing he saw was a first-level investigator who had been out on a field trip yesterday standing at the door.

As far as Ron knew, this gentleman's code name was "Gardener", and he himself was a rare druid.

Well, these days, druids are also part of the magician class.

"Good evening, Gandalf! Every time I come to this time of year, I always want to turn into a wolf to express my excitement."

"By the way, your ass was amazing last night!"

The "gardener", who was two meters tall and covered with curly hair, waved his fist and greeted first.

What do you mean my butt is so awesome?
"Mr. Gardener, animals that like to have strong butts are called hyenas, not wolves." Ron explained seriously.

"That's not necessarily true in the capital~" The gardener shrugged, revealing a smile that every man could understand. However, upon seeing Ron's immature face, he quickly changed his tone.
"Just like if you fail the test, your father's belt must like your ass too."

You are right, seven wolves are also wolves.
The blond boy curled his lips, without discussing the topic in detail, and pointed to the luxurious carriage exposed under the light of the Gothic building.

"Mr. Gardener, it's time to get off work. What's going on here?" The druid looked in the direction.

"Ah, it's all those bastards from the Jinlian Reserve. As you know, the president caught a fish last night, and as a result, the highest-ranking official from the Jinlian Reserve in the capital came this afternoon."

"Those profiteers and vampires actually claimed we destroyed their consortium's alchemical creations and are here to claim compensation!"

what?
Demand loss!

What a niche word this is. How can those bankers turn the tables and blame others?

The moment Ron saw the Federal Reserve's carriage, he had a vague guess in his mind.

The president could tell at a glance that Miss Fish Killer was not a human being, and not everyone could create an alchemical creature with such intelligence.

However, in his imagination, even if the head of the Federal Reserve came to negotiate, he would have to bring compensation, or use his power to put pressure, or engage in shady exchanges of interests.

Ron really couldn't imagine who would dare to snatch food from Olivia's mouth.

Aren’t you afraid that the violent woman will tear your head off and kick it like a ball?

Thinking of this, the blond boy's face turned pale.
"Mr. Gardener, I'm going to the president's office to take a look!"

In order to prevent the murder from happening, Ron walked quickly and arrived outside the president's office in just a few minutes.

In the spacious corridor illuminated by magic crystals, dozens of people stood on both sides.

On one side were bodyguards dressed in formal attire, like secret agents, and on the other side were Stardust Club operators on night shift.

This included Mr. Sid, who was in a daze, and Ms. Gloria, the Minister of Intelligence, whom Ron had only met a few times.

As soon as the boy approached, he heard a lion's roar coming from the office.

"Get lost. I have no money. I'm going back to where I came from. Do you want me to go to your Crystal City again?"

"Besides, he's a criminal. You're just going to go back so openly. This is totally against the law."

As soon as the black-haired woman finished speaking, a familiar male voice said:
"Ms. Olivia, strictly speaking, 'alchemical creations' are not considered living things. Even if you are the president of the Stardust Society, you cannot control the consortium's items."

"Even if she lost control that night, it was a containment failure for our consortium. This is no reason to allow you to destroy her wantonly and detain her within the Stardust Club."

In the office, Charles was still wearing a formal suit with a famous brand on it.

He looked calm on the outside, but was terrified inside. He was very grateful that the violent man in front of him was reasonable and didn't break any bones on his body right away.

Olivia's delicate face was a little solemn. She wanted to use her wisdom to deal with this loyal dog of the consortium.
However, he didn't expect that the other party would catch him in the act, which made him want to use violence but he had no suitable reason to do so, which made him feel like he was in a difficult situation.

Now, she urgently needs a talented person to help her turn defeat into victory.

At this moment, someone knocked on the dark oak door with carved patterns from outside.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

The two people in the office looked back at the same time and saw a handsome young man less than 1.7 meters tall with a golden-haired head sticking out from behind the door.

"President, what happened?"

(End of this chapter)