I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 179 You wouldn't want your owl wife to get hurt, would you?

Whispering Jungle is an ancient mountain range located 20 kilometers south of the capital.

Ron couldn't possibly travel such a far place on foot.

The teleportation magic node was undoubtedly a great invention. After instructing his team members to have three days of free time, Ron packed his bags and embarked on his journey to tend the owl's nest.

At the teleportation node within the Stardust Guild, Ron lightly tapped a magic disc covered in mysterious patterns with his fingertip.

He slightly adjusted the angle of the disc to ensure that the positioning coordinates matched the information given by Gloria, and then injected a stream of magic into the magic circle.

In an instant, rings expanded from the soles of Ron's feet, instantly enveloping his entire body.

Then, his vision blurred, and he suddenly saw lush green forests and rows of small wooden houses.

Further away, dozens of owls could be seen circling in the distance.

The air in the jungle was fresh and the temperature was cool. The leaves rustled in the breeze, and Ron was unconsciously captivated by the atmosphere.

"Those aren't owl houses, are they?"

Looking at the cluster of tiny houses on the green trees, resembling the dwellings of elves, Ron suddenly felt a headache coming on.

If his task was to manage these endless houses, three days would be enough to completely drain him.

No, according to Ms. Gloria's description, the magical owls are clearly intelligent creatures, and they have husbands and wives, indicating that they have their own social structure. They wouldn't need human help to clean the house, would they?
As Ron frowned in thought, he suddenly heard the rustling sound of bushes brushing against fabric coming from the jungle.

He instinctively hid behind a tall tree, peeking out furtively.

Immediately, a man dressed in a suit, looking like he was an insurance salesman in his past life, was seen struggling through a thicket of bushes.

After overcoming the last obstacle, he wiped his sweat, panting, and muttered a complaint:

"This place is so hard to find! Damn Garcillo, why doesn't he come to collect the debts himself?"

After tugging at the two buttons on his collar and catching his breath, the man finally followed the narrow jungle path under the trees, barely wide enough for one person to walk through, and began searching for the doors of the owl houses one by one.

"Number 79 Owl House, this is it!"

Finally, his eyes lit up, and he quickly retrieved a paper document from his leather briefcase.

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

The man picked up a branch and knocked on the door of the small treehouse.

Is Mr. Edward home?

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

There was another rapid knocking on the door. The man was quite forceful, pounding so hard that the entire treehouse shook slightly.

Finally, the door to the cabin was opened from the inside, and two owls that looked very familiar to Ron popped out.

To be honest, from his perspective, all the owls that deliver messages look the same.

“Oh, Mr. Edward, thank God I’m so glad you’re home.”

The man waved his arm dramatically, giving Mr. Edward, who was dressed in black and white, a fake smile:
"You should know why I'm here. You have a loan that is a week overdue."

"According to the contract, the interest rate was 45%. You borrowed a total of 8 silver eagles, and you should normally repay the principal plus 3 silver eagles and 60 bronze deer."

"In total, there are 11 silver eagles and 60 bronze deer. I wonder if you..."

As he spoke, the man revealed the smile typical of a cunning businessman.

Mr. Edward, looking worried, sighed weakly, mimicking a human's sigh.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I don't have that much money to pay you back right now. My family has recently suffered a great misfortune."

Before the black and white owl could finish speaking, the smiling man suddenly changed his expression.

He sneered:

“Mr. Edward, you are overdue. Even if you work for the Stardust Society, you cannot disregard the laws of the kingdom!”

"But sir, could you please grant me a few more days? The harvest has been very poor lately. If it's just one week, I will repay you with interest. Please!" Mr. Edward pleaded, flapping his wings incessantly.

The man remained unmoved, the indifference in his eyes seemingly about to materialize.

"Hey Edward, maybe we have a better solution."

Suddenly, he chuckled softly and turned his gaze to the pure white owl beside Edward.

"Is that your wife?"

In that instant, Mr. Edward seemed to understand something, his eyes widened, and he screamed:
"No, you can't do this!"

"Please grant us a few more days, please!"

But just then, a pure white owl suddenly stretched out its wings and stopped Mr. Edward, saying in a sorrowful tone:

"Edward, do it for the children."

"Natasha, no, Natasha!"

Upon seeing this, the man, dressed like a social elite, couldn't help but let out a smug laugh.

At this moment, Ron's little face, which was hiding behind the giant tree, was all scrunched up.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly, realizing that the capital city truly held hidden talents.

This is no longer a question of whether humans are human or not; it's a question of the bottom line that humans should not act this way.

As a messenger of justice and a warm-hearted warrior of pure love, Ron naturally couldn't just stand by and watch such acts of bullying men and women occur.

Just as the pure white owl was about to land on the man's shoulder, the blond boy suddenly darted out from behind the trees.

"stop!"

He kicked the man to the ground and then took out a gold lion and two silver eagles from a small bag in his pocket.

Ron gave a righteous and indignant snort:
"give change!"

Although asking for money at a time like this is a very low-class thing to do, forty copper deer are still money, enough for him to have two decent lunches.

"you!!!"

The man who was kicked to the ground clearly hadn't expected there to be other people there.

He glared menacingly at Ron, as if he wanted to leave the boy who had interrupted his fun to die in the wilderness.

However, upon seeing the other person's mage attire, the man's face turned extremely pale.

Without uttering a single word, he hurriedly gathered forty bronze deer and fled in panic.

Ugh, that's disgusting!

Ron inwardly cursed, feeling more and more that the people of the capital had lost their former simplicity and honesty.

"It's you!"

A pure white owl flapped its wings and flew in mid-air, clearly recognizing Ron as he was.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Natasha, I hope this will make up for the mistake I made before."

Although I don't think this is entirely my problem.
Ron muttered to himself, then bowed.

“It’s alright, young sir. Your visit to see Natasha and me is enough to show your sincerity.”

At that moment, Mr. Edward, dressed in black and white, watched his wife interact with Ron and instantly understood what had happened.

It flapped its wings and spoke with great sincerity, expressing its appreciation for what Ron had done.

Upon hearing this, the blond boy nearly burst into tears.

What a wonderful owl!
If all people in the world were as simple and honest as an owl, why would he need to do good deeds every day?
(End of this chapter)