You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

She forced a relaxed smile:

“How about this, sister? Let Ron continue building your dungeon, and he can also lend a hand to me on my side, just as a side job. I’m willing to pay you a ‘commission’ of 30,000 gold coins per year for this. This way, we won’t hurt our relationship, and it will make things easier for you.”

Lilith was practically internally injured by what she heard!

She finally swallowed her pride and was about to sell or give away this "troublemaker" halfway, but this silly younger sister was actually thinking of her.

She took a deep breath and decided to stop beating around the bush.

"It's really not necessary!"

Lilith blurted it out almost without thinking, her tone carrying a hint of urgency she herself wasn't aware of:

"To be honest... I'm a bit annoyed with this guy! I just want to get rid of him as soon as possible! But I can't afford the damn penalty for breach of contract! That's why I was thinking of transferring him to you so I can find a new designer!"

After she finished speaking, she looked at Carolina expectantly:

Now you should understand, right?

However, when Carolina heard these words, they were immediately interpreted as the deepest form of care and affection.

Lilith is so kind to me!

How could anyone dislike such a brilliant designer who is worth trillions?

She said she hated it, but it was clearly just to please me; she even came up with such an awkward excuse!

The penalty of 100 million gold coins for breach of contract is proof enough that she values ​​Ron.

Carolina was deeply moved. She stood up abruptly, her expression incredibly serious.

"Sister! My mind is made up! Ron will be yours, to serve you alone!"

She paused, then said decisively:

"As for my father... a hundred million is no small sum, and he might not be willing to pay for it. Don't worry, in a few days I'll have Ron move out of my territory and come back to your place to focus on his work!"

Lilith felt a sudden darkness engulf her vision and nearly choked on her breath.

She tried her best to stay calm, but her voice was trembling:

"You...you really don't want him anymore? He's...extremely outstanding! He's definitely worth a hundred million!"

Seeing Lilith's almost collapsing expression, Carolina became even more certain that her sister was pretending to be strong because she couldn't bear to part with Ron.

She struggled internally for a moment, then finally steeled herself and forced out a nonchalant, even slightly disdainful, expression:

"Oh, sister, I don't care about him at all! You have no idea, Ron has been staying with me for so long, and he has so many problems! I'm so annoyed by him! Really, I'm not kidding!"

As she spoke, she exaggeratedly wrinkled her little nose.

Lilith froze completely on the spot.

This...this is completely different from the information that Alyssa gathered!

What happened to the promise that it had to be Ron?

how so? !

The last possible way to sell has also been blocked...

She felt a deep sense of powerlessness wash over her, her shoulders slumped wearily, and she murmured:

"All right……"

After seeing off the dejected Lilith, Carolina slumped back into her chair, her pretty face filled with frustration and disappointment.

She sighed softly and whispered to the air:

"Ron... I'm sorry... For my sister's sake... I have no choice but to... give you up."

the other side--

Ron picked up the contract in front of him and leaned closer to look at the densely packed clauses.

The client is still Lilith Cedric.

Most of the content is similar to the previous employment contract.

But when his gaze fixed on the line about the penalty for breach of contract, his breath caught in his throat for a moment—

"Ten...hundred million?! Gold coins?!"

Ron's voice trembled slightly with shock.

Looking at that astronomical number with countless zeros attached, Ron's expression changed from astonishment to understanding in just one second.

He looked up and met Duke Cedric's unfathomable, expressionless gaze.

The Duke was also looking at him, seemingly enjoying the ever-changing expressions on his face.

Ron's gaze swept over the staggering numbers on the new contract, and he understood.

No wonder he suddenly asked Alyssa to call him over; it turns out he wanted to increase the penalty for breach of contract.

The reason for doing this is probably to prevent him from running away.

Once Ron figured this out, he was both amused and exasperated.

Miss Lilith had been kind to him, and although she had a bad temper, he couldn't bring himself to run away.

Ron raised his head and smiled at the imposing Grand Duke before him.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

His voice was sincere:

"Actually, you really don't need to do this. I am grateful to Miss Lilith, and I have no intention of switching jobs at all."

He paused, his voice becoming even more sincere:

“It was Miss Lilith who gave me the opportunity to showcase my talents, and I, Ron, will always remember this kindness. I originally intended to serve her for the rest of my life.”

Duke Cedric let out a clear, cold snort, his sharp eyes seeming to pierce through people.

"Kid, anyone can talk a good game. You're always hanging around Carolina's place, eating and sleeping there, and your men are even working for her..."

"Isn't this blatant paving the way for a job change?! Who are they trying to fool?"

With that thought in mind, he pulled out a neatly folded object with intricate magical anti-counterfeiting runes.

Duke Cedric gently patted the paper in front of Ron and smiled warmly:

“Mr. Ron, it is all the better if you think that way. You are a very talented young man.”

"With you by Lilith's side, acting as her right-hand woman, I am naturally at ease. However, I personally feel that the 100 million penalty for breach of contract is a bit low."

"..."

As Duke Cedric spoke, Ron instinctively caught the magic rune paper.

Then he looked down and gasped in shock.

This is a magic check!

A number, clearly printed on it, is enough for an ordinary adventurer to strive for several lifetimes:

One million gold coins!

A kind smile appeared on the Duke's face as he slowly said:

“Sign this magical contract, and this million-dollar check is yours, Sir Ron.”

Without hesitation, Ron picked up the magic quill pen that was placed to the side and wrote his name, Ron, stroke by stroke, in the signature section for the second party on the contract.

As the last stroke was made, the words on the contract parchment suddenly lit up with a faint golden light, which then disappeared. The entire contract emitted a solid and stable magical fluctuation.

Then he raised his head, looked at the Duke, and smiled, saying:

"Your Grace, thank you for your trust."

For him, a penalty of 100 million yuan or 1 billion yuan makes little difference.

For him, having a place to showcase his talents is already a blessing.

However, Ron, clutching the seemingly light yet incredibly heavy piece of paper, looked up at the Duke with a puzzled expression:

“Your Grace, if I may be so bold… I recall that you recently… just declared bankruptcy, didn’t you?”

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Ron pondered to himself.

Good grief, are you going bankrupt for fun?

Or is it that the bankruptcy standards for underground elites are different from those for ordinary people like us?

Duke Cedric's expression remained almost unchanged. He cleared his throat heavily, straightened his back, and adopted the dignified and authoritative demeanor typical of nobles.

"Watch your words! I am the Duke of Cedric!"

He waved his hand, as if shooing away a tiny fly:

"Even if... times are bad and the family is struggling financially for a time, it's still a hundred times better off than an ordinary small family! What's wrong with a check for a mere one million gold coins?"

Ron knew perfectly well that there was something fishy going on behind this "bankruptcy."

But knowing better than to say anything, he still discreetly and carefully put the check into his pocket.

He symbolically moved his limb joints:

"Well... Your Grace, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now?"

"and many more!"

Duke Cedric looked at Ron and smiled again:

"There's one more thing! You're moving out of Carolina's place today! Find a good location in Ironflame City, and the rent... you'll have to cover that money yourself!"

This is not open to discussion; severing physical ties is the safest course of action.

What could Ron say? He could only nod.

"Yes, sir. I'll pack my things and move out as soon as I get back."

In the end, Alyssa personally escorted Ron back to the castle in Carolina's territory in Ironflame City, as if he were a valuable item.