"Protection?" Luo Qiu sized up Lamias.
Of course, it wasn't because the request was particularly strange. In fact, similar requests had appeared many times in the shop's transaction ledgers in the past... The one who handled them had naturally been his predecessor.
Boss Luo had conducted a protection transaction seriously before. Not even once.
Maid Miss showed no expression, as though she hadn't heard Lamias's request at all.
"Yes, protection." Seeing that the Manor Lord hadn't immediately refused, Lamias hurriedly nodded. "Of course, this protection isn't absolute. If you encounter a situation beyond your abilities, I'll leave directly, or... you can hand me over. That's fine too."
Maid Miss gave Lamias a surprised look.
Protection, and limited protection... This woman was completely playing the role of a pitiful, persecuted person who didn't even dare hope for help.
Her humble appearance was truly quite professional.
But would a situation beyond the shop's capabilities really appear...? Luo Qiu was curious. If one did, he rather hoped he could witness it.
"Since it's protection, there should naturally be a time limit." Boss Luo finished thinking and asked directly, "Miss Lamias, what protection period did you have in mind?"
There was hope!
Lamias couldn't help feeling slightly excited, but she knew that she needed to remain steady and couldn't get anxious. Thus, she said even more solemnly, "One week! The first protection period will be one week!"
From the moment the Black Order learned that the Nautilus had sunk, the Battle Nun squad had failed, and Sister Grant's life or death was unknown, to the time they came up with a response... three days would actually have been more than enough.
One week was the safety period Lamias had granted herself.
With a first time, there would naturally be a second. The second time