Heart-Connecting Vine opened the "Business Alliance Contract Act", Ron leaned on the back of the chair to read and retracted his thoughts.
He is now in Chaos City and has to deal with matters far away in Imperial Capital. He can only rely on this method for remote operations.
Fortunately, my sister is fairly reliable.
Although it's a bit more playful, you still take what you need to do seriously.
I just like to dress Doll...
Very bad!
Very bad!
Sigh... this is the price of lying... if only I had told her about Doll's vision...
Ron rubbed his eyebrows and put this matter behind him.
After checking the time, Ron got up and walked out of the study, and went to the board game bar next door.
The bar was deserted. Except for Yuna, who was lying bored behind the long curved nanmu counter, there was no one else.
There are many flowers, baskets and other decorations placed at the door.
In addition to the ones Ron ordered Yuna to buy in the morning, there are also some nobles and businessmen who heard that Ron had opened a new store, so they specially sent people to congratulate and give gifts.
Unfortunately, there are no real guests.
"I said... can this store really make money?" Yuna held his chin with his little hand and complained while drinking ale, "It's so boring~"
Ron looked around the hall and found that the hygiene was pretty good. Finally, he walked to the counter and knocked on the table:
"The money for the drinks will be deducted from your salary."
"Hey, cheapskate." Yuna took a big sip of ale wine, and the yellow liquid dripped down the edge of her red lips, and was licked back by her clever little tongue. "Your aunt is very rich, and she can't afford your drink money."
"If you feel bored, I will find something for you to do."
"Huh? You want to exploit me again?" When there were only two of us, Yuna had no inhibitions. He crossed his arms and leaned forward with a very provocative expression.
Ron glanced at her and continued:
"I asked you to buy various types of wine, juice, milk, coffee, etc. this morning."
"When you are free, you can blend various drinks in different proportions, then taste the taste and record it."
"I'll keep the delicious recipe. I'll invite people to taste it when the time comes. If the response is good, I'll officially sell it."
Yuna couldn't help but frown after hearing this. "Drinking together? Will nothing happen?"
"So I want you to try it first." Ron glanced at her, "If something happens to you while drinking, it means you can't sell it."
"Hey! Is this how you treat your aunt!?" Yuna stared.
Ron sat on the high stool in front of the counter and said with a smile, "It's hard to say whether it's true or not, let's have a drink."
Yuna put her lips on her hips and snorted, Sheng Tili heard the sound of bones crackling, and the 1.5 meter little loli instantly turned into a 175 meter mature lady.
As soon as her slender white legs were lifted, Yuna's extremely flexible long legs directly passed over the counter that was not wide, and hooked Ron's neck.
Yuna's exposed ankle was in direct contact with Ron's skin. With a very ambiguous expression on her face, Jiao Didi asked, "Your Highness Ron, what do you want to drink?"
Ron's body stiffened for a moment, then he immediately grabbed Yuna's calf, threw her leg back, and said angrily, "Hurry up and change back. If anyone discovers your form, you will leave immediately."
"Haha." Yuna turned back to his lolita state and looked at him with disgust, "You said you're not a lolita, you're a pervert!"
Ron couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye, rolled his eyes and stood up from the stool. "You can go and get bored, I'll leave first."
"Eh? Won't you have a drink? Your Highness Ron~" Yuna stood behind the counter handsomely, with big innocent eyes blinking, as if "If you tell me what I did wrong, I will correct it immediately."
Ron was completely defeated and left the bar without saying a word.
"Hey, you have the heart but not the courage." Yuna raised his chin proudly, then turned around and took some wine and juice, intending to try the method Ron said.
There's nothing to do anyway.
On the other side, Ron and Sylvie got on the carriage and came to the Magic Academy.
What surprised Ron was that Ilya had packed up the research room early and was waiting for him at the door of the research room.
The sun rises from the west?
"Ilya."
"Ron Your Highness."
"Get in the carriage first."
The two said hello, got back on the carriage, and slowly headed towards the countryside.
Because there was no Edith, and Sylvie was not a talkative person, the atmosphere in the carriage was quite deserted.
Ron sat across from each other with two ladies of different looks, and managed to find a few dry topics to keep the atmosphere from being too awkward.
Of course, Ron may be the only one among the three who feels embarrassed.
Even if the air is stagnant, the other two will remain expressionless and immersed in their own world, right?
Halfway through the carriage, Ron stopped talking.
As a result, Ilya asked instead, "Has His Highness Ron ever tried to create a magic circle by himself?"
"Huh?" It was the first time Ilya took the initiative to talk to her. Ron actually felt a little flattered, "No."
"Do you know anything about ancient dragon writing, ancient angel music, and demonic language?"
"Uh... not really." Ron was a little puzzled and answered truthfully.
"In this way..." Ilya nodded, with a thoughtful look on his face, as if he was caught in some trouble.
Ron's mind was racing, and he probably guessed the reason why Ilya asked these two questions.
Is this Saintess of the Elf Race still studying his low-level and vulgar limericks?
Wosbaits Dean is still taking the lead in research?
Do you want to be so stubborn?
Ron complained speechlessly in his heart.
And Ilya also fell into his own thoughts.
Recently, this group of "Hoeing at Noon" researchers have come up with new ideas.
They wondered whether this special mysterious symbol could be a language unique to the gods?
Perhaps only the gods themselves can produce corresponding effects when they draw this pattern.
This may be the reason why they haven't been able to find any clues.
Although they have never seen this form of writing, it does not prevent them from imagining it.
After all, I guess this thing is free.
If Ron knew about it, he would just give them a thumbs up and laugh...
The carriage soon arrived at Prayer House in the suburbs.
Now more than half a month has passed, and three Prayer Houses have been built on the river bank.
This afternoon, another group of nuns arrived at Chaos City one after another, bringing the number of nuns gradually closer to 100.
Fortunately, Ron has already ordered Guy to build two more Prayer House, otherwise it would really not be able to accommodate so many people.
Ron looked at the new nun who was still sorting out her clothes and room, and handed a piece of paper to Sylvie next to her:
"Arrange the work of the nuns according to the above method. If you have any questions, ask me when you go back in the evening."
"Yes." Sylvie took the paper and immediately left and walked to Prayer House.
Ron looked at Ilya on the side and said, "I'll leave you to worry about the warning magic circle."
Ilya nodded. "Take me around the area and let me observe the terrain first."
"Okay, come with me."
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