I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 83 The Invisible Man's Life Hangs on a Thread

Ron didn't have any long-term plans in mind about what kind of wife he wanted to find.

After all, he hasn't even saved enough money to marry a wife, so it's too early to think about these things.

The president's look as if he was looking at trash flashed through Ron's mind, and he quickly shook his golden-haired head.

Why do I think of that violent woman?

A joke? Could it be that Ron Griffith is also a SM!?
"any drinks?"

"Mr. Haddon's speech exposing the kingdom's corruption won't begin until tonight."

"Would you like some of my hometown's specialty, the Winter Bride? I guarantee it'll give you a feeling more exciting than having sex with a woman."

The tavern owner greeted him warmly, indirectly responding to Ron's previous question about whether he was a winter man.

"A Seth Light."

Do people in winter like to brag? How do you know that drinking that wine is more exciting than having sex if you are a virgin?

Ron didn't believe a word of his boss's recommendation. He just paid twelve bronze deer, remembered that the speaker's name was Harden, and then went to table number eight on the second floor with a glass of wine.

After sitting in a position overlooking the first floor of the pub, the blond boy stared at the big glass of beer in front of him in a daze.

Why does it cost money to join you in drinking?

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The sun slides down the horizon, and the pleasant afternoon reaches its unique end. The stars are faintly visible, surrounding two moons shining with golden and red, like tiny diamonds inlaid in the night sky.

The golden and red double moons are a very unscientific phenomenon.

If they are satellites, the distance between the two is too close. Sometimes the red moon will block the golden moon, and sometimes it will be the other way around.

If explained by mythology, epics and magic, the twin moons are the eyes of the gods.

But Ron racked his brains but couldn't figure out which god had such cross-eyes.

At this moment, Ron, who was lost in thought about the philosophy of life, felt someone patting his shoulder from behind.

"Boss, how is it, my efficiency is pretty good, right?"

The girl's long light blue hair caught Ron's eye. Her light blue eyes sparkled, and the dirt on her face had been washed away, revealing a slightly cute baby fat.

It was not until then that Ron discovered that this silly girl who came to the capital alone to make a living was surprisingly good-looking.

Although she doesn't have the breathtaking mature beauty of Olivia and Elena, she has a kind of fresh girlish shyness and cuteness.

Seeing that Ron didn't say anything, Amber was worried that this guy would bully her for being stupid, so she immediately stretched out her hands as if asking for something.

"Boss, we agreed that you would give me a bonus if I helped you find something strange."

"You can't refuse to pay, or I'll go out and yell at you for not paying after whoring!"

This guy is so silly and cute.

Hearing this, Ron's thoughts were interrupted and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"If it's not in a formal place, then it's not illegal to not pay for sex, but it's illegal to pay for it."

"Because you violated the twelve legal provisions of the Federal Reserve's "Standing on the Street." If you want to stand on the street, have you paid the patent fee?"

The girl with long light blue hair was stunned. She didn't expect Ron to be so shameless. She wanted to refute him, but sadly found that with her IQ, she could not beat this bastard in front of her.

I thought he was a good person!

Amber gritted her teeth, moved closer to Ron, pointed to the first floor of the tavern, where there was a circle of empty seats, and whispered:

"Boss, I know you're a big shot. Even if you really want to get something for free, I can't do anything about it." "But before that, you have to ask the guy giving the speech below how he knows about my family situation, right?"

"I'm working for you now, so you have to protect my personal safety. It's too creepy that a stranger knows most of your information!"

Having said that, Amber quickly shrank behind Ron.

"He, he even glanced in my direction."

Looked at you?
Has the speech started?

Seeing that the nervous expression on Amber's face did not seem fake, Ron looked in the direction she pointed and found that there was not a single hair.

At this moment, the blond boy felt a chill running through his mind.

He did not doubt Miss Amber's words, because both the tavern owner and the drinker beside him were in a state of extreme excitement at this time.

Their faces were flushed, they sipped the fine wine produced in the cold winter, and raised their arms as if they were shouting silently.

"Amber, I can't see the person you're talking about."

Ron spoke truthfully, and suddenly heard the girl's breathing become heavy and her body began to tremble unconsciously.

"Boss, don't scare me. He, he, he seemed to have looked at me again just now."

"No, he was looking at you. He walked to the stairs and went upstairs!"

Go upstairs! ?
His deep blue eyes scanned the area and he noticed that the gazes of the tavern owner and the customers were also following the movement, as if there really was something invisible climbing the stairs one step at a time.

Ron forced himself to calm down and take in his surroundings.

There was no fluctuation of magic, no sign of any ghost, and no surge or change of other elements, otherwise the holy light would have warned me.

Although he didn't feel anything, the strange scene at this moment still gave Ron some ideas.

He remembered that Xilan Valentine's "brain transplant scalpel" gave him a similar feeling.

There is clearly no magical aura, no elements attached, and nothing strange at all.

But that ordinary scalpel can cut open the brain and perform a brain transplant operation that is difficult to complete even with advanced alchemy.

goo-dong-

Ron heard Amber swallow.

"Old, boss, he's coming over and he's sitting in the chair in front of you!"

"He took out a knife and was slashing it back and forth at your neck. Run! What are you doing sitting here like an idiot?"

I have to say that Miss Amber is a loyal girl. Even though things were so strange and bizarre, she did not abandon Ron and run away alone.

Of course, it's also possible that she forgot to run away.

I can't see or feel it at all. It's even weirder than a brain transplant scalpel.
Ron's heart sank slightly, and he didn't make any move, for fear of angering Mr. Harden, whom he couldn't even see.

The boy's mind was racing with thoughts, and suddenly he felt an itch on his neck, with bright red, warm blood flowing out.

A narrow cut stretched longer and longer on the blond boy's soft neck. It seemed that in the next second, Ron's head would fall off and blood would gush out like a fountain.

At this critical moment, Ron did not lose his mind and chose to escape with Amber.

Because he can't see the other person at all, sometimes the unknown is much more terrifying than the known.

What makes me different from other people? Why can they see but I can't feel anything?

The speech is about the rebellion in Wintershire and the fantasy that there were no living people in Wintershire six years ago. If I were the speaker, what purpose would I want to achieve?
Thinking of this, Ron's eyes lit up slightly, and he had made up his mind.

(End of this chapter)