T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 605, Section 604: Everything is Prepared for You

Propose a condition that the other party cannot accept, and then turn around and leave with a clear conscience.

This is Mint's inner script.

However, once they reached the first step of making it "unacceptable to the other party," they couldn't move forward.

Mint's lips twitched, but she pretended to be calm as she approached the box to assess the quality of the materials.

"Such a strong earthy element residue! It was harvested in less than a season. Is it really that fresh?"

"Elemental essence, it's only used for preservation?"

Mint's hands trembled as she reached under the box.

It's a real box, unlike the meaningless plating on a noble's dining table.

"Do nouveau riche have such wide channels?"

"That's not right. What would he need these potion ingredients for? He doesn't even have his own potion master."

"The person who commissioned the article must have paid for it... How despicable!"

Even my own potions don't sell for such a high price!

What right do you have to post lewd pictures?!

Mint retorted defiantly, "Hmph, nothing special... This little bit isn't even enough for me for a day."

French fries and potatoes brought over the slime's magical slime.

"Goo~~~"

With a light touch, the magical energy transfer effect is remarkable, making it an excellent catalyst for potions.

Judging from the active nature of the mucus, the collection time is estimated to be no more than one season.

"That's it?"

“Oh, there are more than 20 cans left in the basement.” Orange Tea raised her hand. “If you need some, I can go and get some regularly.”

"regular"

"Pick"

Two keywords startled Mint.

Such a casual remark, is this an entire slime breeding farm?

Isn't this a technique monopolized by the top magical families of Anna? Ordinary people can't use it at will; they can only rely on quickly gathering the leaked slime after killing the slime.

“Oh, I have a lot of stag droppings here, all dried into cakes,” Orange Tea continued. “If you need a custom order, I can consider bringing a few stags for you to try.”

He even raises a winged deer all by himself!

Why do these people have everything?

Something's not right... How come every single one of her requests gets fulfilled?
Can you all read minds?
"Here, this is for you too."

Mint reached out her hand in confusion, and Squid placed a lustrous crystal in her palm.

"Let the Sutter Heart Stone be our gift upon meeting."

"Huh?" Mint was surprised.

This is a rare item, a special item for dealing with mental magic.

These are valuable magical items that are basically impossible to trade with traditional currencies like Lion King Gold Coins, and generally only appear in barter situations.

Their appearance is not only accompanied by the exchange of benefits, but also represents the exchange of personal relationships.

Now, I'm just giving it to myself so lavishly and without any psychological burden?
They probably haven't even known each other for one night.

Mint swallowed hard. Just one Heart Stone was enough to get many beautiful female magicians into Squid's bed.

From the moment they met, she felt that this group of people were frighteningly enthusiastic, as if they had no sense of boundaries.

They were almost unreservedly spreading their goodwill, as if they were just about to open their hearts to prove themselves.

why……

Thinking back to the grievances she had suffered outside Fengjia City not long ago, Mint felt as if it were a lifetime ago, and her nose suddenly felt a little sore.

Is all of this real?
She really didn't have anything to be taken advantage of...

Although the guards' mockery infuriated her, she also knew that, apart from looks, the only things that male students in the academy considered attractive to female students were their breasts, legs, and buttocks.

She probably, maybe, perhaps, possibly... has nothing but good looks.

One person may have unique tastes, but you can't please all seven people, especially since there are three girls among them who aren't much older than you.

Mint felt dizzy and couldn't figure out why.

Her goodwill didn't seem fake, so she gritted her teeth and decided to go even further.

She didn't believe that this request could be accepted.

"Let me make this clear first: my acceptance of investment doesn't mean I'll completely obey your orders. If I want to leave someday, you can't stop me."

As expected, they fell silent.

Mint felt that her double standards had reached a shameless level when she said this.

They eat and take, enjoying the resources of the jailer's manor, receiving protection, and bearing no responsibility whatsoever. They want everything, they are utterly shameless.

This was the most outrageous thing she could imagine doing.

Any nobleman... no, even if not a nobleman, anyone who normally enters into a contract would not allow such conditions to be met.

"it is good."

"..."

"Okay, okay?" Mint sighed, "Listen carefully, I might take your material and run away at any time!"

She was getting impatient with these brainless bastards.

"Yes, that's agreed. You don't have to sign any contract. You can come and go as you please."

"Huh?" Mint bristled, forgetting she was the guest, and pointed at the speaking potato, giving him a lecture, "Where's your brain? Where's your brain? Where's your brain!"

"How can you protect your interests without a contract?"

"You're letting me come and go as I please? What if I just disappear one day? Wouldn't all your investments go down the drain?"

"Do you even know how to make a deal?"

"Money grows on trees, has it blown your brains out of you?!"

"..."

"..."

"Wow!!"

Everyone shouted, stared at Mint, and clapped and laughed heartily.

"Classic, so classic."

"I remember she used to be like this, inexplicably thinking more about us than herself." "Hehe, Mint's great~~"

Mint covered her head; her common sense was crumbling.

Being with this group of people made her feel like the abnormal one.

Why is this happening?

She was angry, wasn't she? Was she scolding them?

As nobles, you should also be angry and show some dignity befitting your status, right?
What does "wow" mean?

Peppermint felt dizzy, and Elaine Vie felt the same way, as if she were surrounded by a group of crazy and silly people.

She didn't know what was so appealing about mint that made this group of people think about it for a year now.

But one thing is clear.

Teasing the mint is a lot of fun.

She's already eager to try!

Now that the rest of the group has had their fun, it's her turn.

Mint settled down; too much had happened in that brief moment, and her brain was overloaded, unwilling to continue.

An abnormal group of seven, plus what they call a "Haki Dragon"...

What a weird name!
In short, there are only nine people in the entire Jailer's Manor, including her.

The only person who could be called a servant was Bonnie, who was still in Windpod City and had not yet returned.

She had never imagined that a nobleman's power was so weak that even the servants who were there to maintain appearances were unwilling to purchase more.

However, the seven-member group that called themselves the "Boundary Between Reality and Illusion" were indeed very kind to her.

Knowing that she still had some doubts, he specially lit up an unused castle for her to live in.

The space is comparable to the dormitories of the Star Speakers Academy, and it is so spacious that you can run back and forth in the lobby.

The moment Mint stepped inside, the fantasy she had when she first entered the academy flashed through her mind—to have all the facilities to herself in an empty academy and run wild as if no one else was there.

This wish was inexplicably fulfilled after leaving the academy.

"..."

"..."

"It couldn't be that they knew I had this idea and specially arranged for the largest castle, could it?"

The absurd thought lingered in her mind for less than a second before she swatted it away.

That's just wishful thinking. They're not gods; they can't possibly pull up your entire life story like a portrait and look at it.

Enjoying a private bath, splashing and swimming in a pool big enough for a whole class, with mint rubbed on...

Mint froze the moment she applied the bath soap to her body.

"This is an orange-scented emulsion..."

As a precious tool for bathing and washing, it was only affordable for the nobles of Anna.

Orange scent, it is said to be the least sold and least popular series among the nobility.

As a result, the workshop only produced for two quarters last year before announcing a halt to production and ceasing all supply.

I only had the chance to enjoy mint at the Star Speakers Academy.

Her fellow students didn't like it, feeling that they could smell a slight sourness when they smelled it, but she felt that this was the truly wonderful taste of orange.

Renee shares similar interests with her...

I really don't want to admit that this guy has the same taste as me!

Mint, smeared with the same extract obtained through magical potion-making, looked puzzled.

This is a product that has been discontinued and is basically only sold in the central government area. It is much more difficult to buy it than to buy the popular bubble solution.

It's impossible for someone to share similar tastes with you in the realm between the virtual and the real, or...

"Prepared especially for me?"

"..."

"Hahaha……"

She laughed sheepishly, then simply submerged half her head in the bathtub, blowing bubbles with a "plop plop".

The footsteps grew closer, and she quickly shrank to a corner of the pool.

It was a girl named French Fries. She was holding a stack of neatly arranged clothes and placed them on a bench next to the bathtub.

"Here are your change of clothes and your usual bathrobe. Go eat after you're done showering. You must be hungry, right?"

Mint, with half its head above water blowing bubbles, couldn't help but look up when it heard this.

She was indeed a little hungry; the jumbled conversation had made her forget that her stomach was growling.

but……

"Aren't there only nine of us on the manor?" she asked curiously. "Where did the chef come from?"

"Can't you cook a meal without hiring a chef?" French Fries smiled slightly. "Don't take too long to wash, we're waiting for you to eat."

My head is spinning from the peppermint.

Indeed, some nobles would hone their culinary skills in order to cultivate their character and show off to other nobles.

"It should be the kind of food that's not bad, but not exactly delicious either, right?"

"Poor ingredients... these guys are going to ruin them."

It floated to the surface and dried itself off...

Ok?
The blanket had a woody floral scent that she loved to smell.

Why is it something I like again?
It seemed that everything here was just right to be friendly to her.

She spread out her clothes and put them on.

"..."

"..."

Suspicious, she went to the mirror by the bathtub, twisted and turned, and spun around.

"Perfectly fitted".

"Why are even the clothes sizes so precise that they fit the body perfectly?"

It fits perfectly, not too much, not too little, and is comfortable and pleasant to wear.

Mint was about to faint.

(End of this chapter)