Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 67

"In less than a month, he has already been promoted to a first-tier warrior."

Webster looked at His Royal Highness Ron, who was doing morning exercises in the courtyard below, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"What's so special about a first-order fighter?" Vosbetz curled his lips. "He's still a first-order magician, and according to the college professor, his magical talent may not be inferior to mine."

"Huh? What did you say?" Webster was a little surprised.

His Royal Highness Ron has a very high talent in the field of magic?

Wasbacs was not a flattering fellow.

Since he said so, His Royal Highness Ron probably has the potential to be promoted to the legendary realm!

"He has a strong talent in the field of both water and soil, and he still wastes time practicing fighting spirit, tsk..." Vosbetz shook his head, thinking that Ron was wasting his life.

Hearing this sentence, Webster immediately disagreed: "What's wrong with fighting qi? The "Bright Sword Code" is originally an exclusive exercise for members of the direct line of the royal family. People with Andre's blood can get twice the result with half the effort. According to his more than 20 days Judging from the speed at which he can be promoted to a first-tier fighter, his talent in this area will not be any lower than his magic talent."

"Tch! When he was promoted to the first-level magician, he triggered the elemental ocean vortex. In the entire magic academy, I was the only one who triggered this level of elemental tide." Vosbetz disdainfully said, "What's the use of being a warrior?" ? Just a fool.”

"The brainless man you speak of can beat you up by your side at any time now." Webster glanced at him, his tone indifferent.

"That's why you say you're a reckless man who only uses violence to solve problems." Vosbetz shook his head, "Magic is not only a tool for fighting, but also a key to explore the truth and essence of the world... Forget it, I can’t go with someone like you.”

"In my opinion, your research is more of meaningless self-indulgence." Webster shrugged.

"Hmph! Ignorance!" Vosbetz snorted coldly, not bothering to pay attention to him.

An hour later, Ron finished his morning exercise for the day.

He came to the store door and let Nora, who was already waiting at the store door, enter the store.

After making a simple breakfast for two minutes, Ron enjoyed breakfast while chatting with Nora.

Vosbetz supported the inverted mirror, and Webster walked into the balcony on the second floor, and continued to observe Ron from the balcony.

"Does the majestic Seventh Prince have no servants? He cooks for himself?" Vosbeitz was surprised.

"At the beginning, a villa was prepared for him, and the housekeeper and servants planned to hire him when he came, but he refused and exchanged the villa for this shop." Webster explained casually, and then said, "Look now Come on, there might be a problem here."

"It's more than a problem." Vosbetz rolled his eyes, "Have you ever met a nobleman who cooks for himself? And cooks for his own employees?"

"It's a bit strange to say... He probably never learned how to cook in the palace... He came to Chaos City to learn how to cook?" Webster was puzzled, "What is he trying to do?"

System: "The two legendary ranks are observing the host on the balcony, please maintain your own posture."

Ron was sitting at the dining table, the corners of his mouth twitching subconsciously, which he covered up by chewing food.

He tried his best to keep his eyes from glancing towards the balcony.

"Webster came to Chaos City and learned of the cooperation between the Brilliant Mercenary Corps and the flower shop. Because of doubts about the source of the flower shop's flowers, he found the head of the Magic Academy?"

Ron guessed in his heart, feeling a bit toothache.

After all, they are also two legendary figures, so peeping at things like this is too out of character...

It's fine if I don't know, but now I know very well that two big men are squatting on the balcony of my house...

Thinking of this, Ron was a little dumbfounded.

It has been so long, and neither of the two bigwigs showed any signs of doing anything, which shows that they have no obvious malicious intentions.

If you plan to use coercive measures, just take him away.

He believed that with legendary strength, it should be very easy to capture him without anyone noticing.

Now it seems that they should only doubt the source of supply of their own stores, but it is far from the level of directly tearing their faces.

Perhaps the identity of the Seventh Prince played a certain role in this.

"Hope everything goes well."

Ron thought so.

Nora on the opposite side didn't know the situation at all. If she knew that there were two legendary bosses staring at her while eating, she would probably be dumbfounded immediately.

Halfway through eating, Nora felt a little hot, so she reached out and took off her hat.

The two cat ears are exposed to the air, light black and fluffy, very cute when shaking.

Seeing this scene, Wasbac snorted coldly: "There is a half-orc hiding in the store, and the Seventh Prince is not a good guy."

It's not that he discriminates against orcs.

On the contrary, as the dean of Disold School of Magic, Vosbetz can treat all races with a very equal perspective.

He just thought that there was a catwoman raised in Ron's store, who was obviously hiding in the golden house, and she was a bad embryo at a young age!

Webster had seen too much of the aristocrats' wantonness, but he didn't care. He laughed and said, "Young man, I can understand."

While Ron and Nora were still eating, the two of them didn't just watch.

They walked into the living room from the balcony, and after making sure that the two people at the dining table did not respond, they walked into Ron's study.

What they didn't expect was that all of this was broadcast live by the system in text form, and Ron himself was told everything.

Although Ron couldn't see the two big men himself, he also knew that they had slipped into his study.

Fortunately, there were no shady secrets in the study, and Ron was not worried about being discovered.

It would be a little embarrassing if a few illustrated albums were discovered.

When Ron thought of this, he blushed a little, and couldn't help but feel a little slanderous in his heart.

These two bosses don't know how to be ashamed, just break into the famous house so casually?

Don't you know that citizens' privacy is inviolable?

If you are strong, you can do whatever you want! ?

Tsk...it seems to be really...

Ron's thoughts raced, and finally he smacked his lips helplessly.

"Shop Manager, I just finished reading a book you gave me yesterday." Nora swallowed a mouthful of food, and shared her achievements with Ron enthusiastically.

Because Ron was distracted by other things, he just managed it reluctantly: "Well, remember to write a post-reading review after reading it."

"Huh?" Nora froze for a moment.

"Oh, after you read that book, you can just write down your thoughts and the insights you get from it," Ron said.

Nora nodded suddenly, and immediately showed a sweet smile: "Yes, manager, I understand! I will write in a while."

Seeing Nora's face full of eagerness to express, Ron secretly sighed in his heart, recalling the hard days when he used to transcribe his post-reading impressions on the Internet.

Now it was finally his turn to let someone else write a review.

Flushing Street Diary: I plan to lock my phone on the second floor at night, and develop the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early!

(End of this chapter)