I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 178 Going through the back door, you win!
"Depend on"

The accusation from the Minister of Intelligence successfully reminded Ron of the morning a few days ago.

Ultimately, it's because he has a sharp tongue.

"Chairman, I propose suspending 'Gandalf' from his Level 1 Investigator position and locking him in solitary confinement for three days and three nights without food!"

"That poor little owl is the mother of three little owls, who not only has to work during the day but also takes turns incubating the eggs with her mate at night."

"As a result, as a result, because of this guy, he finally collapsed from exhaustion on the way to deliver the message."

Gloria's words were sharp, leaving Ron no room for excuses.

She had heard that this guy always managed to leave Olivia speechless, so she went all out when she made her move.

No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!
Who knew you wouldn't provide meals?

Ron muttered something under his breath, feeling rather guilty, but when he met Gloria's sharp gaze, he turned his head away.

After all, he was just saying it casually at the time, who knew that the magic owl would be so practical.

Moreover, Ron hadn't even considered that this kind of creature would have something like "wages".

Upon seeing this scene, the black-haired woman immediately forgot about the Enlightenment Society and revealed an expression of watching a good show.

She pretended to be very embarrassed and said:
"Oh dear, this is a difficult matter."

"The magical owl is a magical creature and a partner of the Stardust Monarchy for thousands of years. We're torn between them, what should we do?"

"What should we do?!"

As he spoke, the president revealed a smile mixed with regret, and spread his hands in a rather exaggerated manner.

Stop pretending. Doesn't Stardust have the final say?
Ron thought to himself, seeing Olivia's smug look that seemed to enjoy the drama, he put on a docile expression and said:
"President, you're in charge."

Do I have the final say?

The black-haired woman was taken aback, and suddenly felt a sense of pressure.

The magical owl is the most trusted companion of the Stardust Society members, and a magical creature that every intelligence minister strives to cultivate a good relationship with.
If the punishment is too lenient, Gloria might use it as a pretext to blackmail her into handing over her old, unwanted clothes.
If the punishment is too severe, that bastard Ron will definitely pretend to be stupid and cause her trouble afterwards.

this.
Olivia broke out in a cold sweat, then a thought flashed through her mind and she said:

"Gandalf, why don't you take over incubating the eggs for the owl couple for three days?"

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"Heh, I was just kidding."

Olivia coughed lightly, then said seriously:

"In that case, you can go and manage the Owl Dormitory for three days."

The coronation ceremony is just a few days away. You'd better stay put and avoid causing trouble during this time!

She silently added a sentence in her mind.

Upon hearing this, Ron did not refuse, but sincerely asked in return:
"Related to Eugene Yann"

"There's no need to investigate any further. The attitude of Qidi Academy has already made it clear that continuing the investigation is pointless, and we also can't find the Qidi Dean who went overseas."

Olivia waved her hand, her amber eyes meeting Ron's for a moment before she continued:

"At this stage, the most important thing is to guard against that old codger Cyrus. We still need to figure out what he's up to."

Meeting those amber eyes, Ron understood what the president meant.

It was highly probable that the gods would have problems, but he didn't understand why Olivia was so certain.

As for the Pope's plans, Ron had some speculations about them.

Based on his experience with novels, movies, and games from his previous life, and his understanding of the quality of "divinity," he could roughly imagine the Pope's ultimate purpose in releasing dangerous sealed artifacts to orchestrate all of this.

Inherit the legacy of the Holy Light God, and even go further to become a god.

However, what Ron couldn't understand was...

With such despicable methods, how can Cyrus VII, who is completely contrary to the Way of the Holy Light, possibly inherit everything from the Lord of the Holy Light?

Isn't he afraid of the conflict between divinity and himself, or that his personality will be completely covered and distorted by divinity?
Moreover, if that's the case, why should he bother with the "Temple"? It's completely pointless.

Thoughts raced through his mind. Ron, who was frowning and pondering everything, twitched his ears and heard Gloria say in a very low voice:
"President, has the Stardust Society been experiencing financial difficulties lately?"

"According to my investigation, a student in Glenshire Tower claims to have two pairs of your used underwear."

The pink-haired woman hesitated, then, seeing Olivia's bewildered expression, said sadly:
"President, even if the budget is insufficient, you don't have to go to such lengths!"

"I volunteer to take the lead in cutting my salary in half, and get through this difficult time together with Stardust Club."

After saying that, Gloria pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses and gave Ron a provocative look.

It was as if they were saying, "I am the chairman's true confidant."

The blond boy's face turned pale; he hadn't expected things to be exposed so quickly.

Is this the backstabbing and infighting in the workplace?
He was about to say something in explanation when he suddenly felt Olivia's intensely piercing gaze fixed on him.
His delicate face was ashen, as if he were contemplating how to give the perpetrator a dignified death.

"Gloria, you go out. Gandalf, you stay."

Upon hearing this, the pink-haired woman showed no hesitation, and walked out of the president's office with the air of a victor, even considerately closing the door behind her.

"President, let me explain, this is all for the purpose of cultivating talent!"

Ron said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, Olivia's eyes twitched slightly; she hadn't expected the blond boy to admit it so readily.

"Okay, I know. You transfer it to me first."

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"Ms. Olivia, not there!"

Snapped!
"No, no, waaaaah!"

clap clap clap!
Cries of pain and pleas for mercy became the dominant theme in the office.
This caused Gloria, who was peering through the crack in the door, to change her expression from confidence to bewilderment, from bewilderment to astonishment, and from astonishment to deep sadness.

You won by using connections!
crunch--

The dark oak door opened quietly, and Ron squeezed through the crack, writhing in pain all over.

"I really envy you."

He had just escaped the clutches of the violent woman when he heard this sentence.

What's so enviable about getting beaten up?
Ron looked at Gloria in disbelief, clearly unable to imagine that this seemingly most proper pink-haired minister was actually a hidden pervert.

"Ahem, I have things to do and don't have time to show you the way. This is the address of the Magic Owl Clan, located in the Whispering Jungle south of the capital."

Gloria tossed the map to Ron, then turned and left with a desolate air.

Gee.
Upon seeing this, the blond boy carefully put away the map and immediately began to ponder an important question.

That is, should we bring the team members with us when we go to manage the owl dormitory?

"Forget it, it's the president's punishment after all. Let them be on standby as before for the time being."

Highly challenging investigation missions don't come every day, so the Stardust Society's rules don't always follow the established norms.

After all, you can't send out the entire squad for a simple ghost story mission, can you?
(End of this chapter)