Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious?

"Have you offended them recently? Why would they do this?"

Weiss sighed again and said:

"It's because they said there were some good deals and invited me to participate."

After I refused, their attitude changed a lot recently.

Ron kept working, but his brow furrowed.

'Could it be that the law firm staff and the group members had contact?'

After listening to Weiss's words, Ron began to gradually understand the whole situation.

The situation is that those two carefree couples notified the law firm in advance to handle my inheritance matters. Did they think that because I am only 10 years old, they had ulterior motives?

I suspect that, apart from Uncle Weiss, the other members of the theater troupe were also involved in this matter. Perhaps they were paid by the law firm to cooperate in creating false debts, which led me to sign the asset liquidation list without my knowledge, thus allowing them to seize all the assets.

Do those idiots even know the principle of not flaunting wealth? It's precisely because of this that they give others an opportunity to take advantage of them.

"Young master, be gentle! It hurts!"

Ron snapped out of his daze and realized that his emotional outburst had affected his strength, causing a large bruise to appear on Weiss's shoulder.

"Feel sorry."

Just then, there was a knock on the study door. Weiss was about to get up to open the door when Ron stopped him.

“I’ll do it, Uncle Weiss.”

Ron opened the door, and outside stood the two male band members who had just performed on stage.

"Little commander, it's been a long time."

"We have a rehearsal later, do you want to come and watch?"

The two men's eyes lit up when they saw Ron, who had come to open the door, and they kept rubbing their hands together as they spoke.

I wonder if we can get a bigger reward if we just take the junior leader to the law firm?

"Okay."

Ron wore an innocent smile, as if their greedy expressions didn't register with him.

"But first, you guys play a new game with me."

"What new game?"

The two paused for a moment, looked at each other, and one of them asked urgently.

Ron didn't answer at first, but skipped back to rummage through his briefcase.

"I've just learned a new hypnosis technique here. Would you like to take a look?"

He took out an ordinary coin with a string attached from his briefcase.

"Sure, no problem."

The two men chuckled sinisterly.

Judging from this, luring the group leader with a lollipop shouldn't be a problem, so let's play with this little group leader a little longer.

This kid is so easy to fool, he really has no guard up at all.

"Just keep your eyes on this coin and don't blink."

He held the top of the rope, letting the silver coin sway gently in mid-air.

The two men tilted their necks slightly forward, their eyes fixed on the coin swaying from side to side.

"I'll count to three, and while you're looking at this..."

Ron's other hand was already clenched into a fist, his gaze fixed on what was directly in front of him.

"Hypnotic Fist!"

Click~

Taking advantage of his height, he quickly threw a punch, which landed precisely on the groin of both men.

The two men, whose lower bodies were struck, felt the most intense pain a man could experience. Their legs went weak, and they knelt down one after the other.

"Hypnotic Uppercut Fist!"

boom!boom!

Ron quickly delivered two uppercuts to their chins while they were being held in a straitened position.

After being struck in the jaw, both of them suffered concussions, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed, completely losing consciousness.

Ron wiped his fist and then gently blew the dust away.

"If it were a mage, I might not be able to fight back. You two think you can capture me? Dream on."

Those who join the drama troupe at this time to make a living are all those who choose to come because they lack the necessary skills.

If he were really that strong, he would have quit his job and joined a mage guild long ago.

Weiss, sitting on the sofa, was stunned and didn't know what was going on for a moment.

Is Young Master Ron really that powerful?

No, how could he hit one of our drama troupe members?!

"Young Master Ron, what's going on?"

"Oh, them? I was just guessing that someone was planning to collude with outsiders."

Unexpectedly, the two of them came up with ill intentions and personally confirmed the fact.

"what?"

Weiss was completely confused. What was going on?

Ron didn't explain further; he looked at the current performance level on the system.

[Current performance level: 46%]

Ron was delighted. He hadn't expected that his actions would bring his performance to around 50%. Was it really that effective?

If he maintained this level of performance until the settlement two days later, he could choose the first two abilities. However, the effects of the "Know-it-all" and "Master of Conversation" exceeded his expectations and were particularly useful.

This also indirectly suggests that the skill that can only be acquired when the role-playing level reaches 100% must be more powerful than these abilities.

“Uncle Weiss, the situation is urgent. Tie them all up and don’t let them go back to report.”

"Oh, I'm coming."

Uncle Weiss still didn't understand what had happened, but out of trust, he helped Ron pick up the rope.

"Young Master, what should we do now?"

"Since they don't know I know these things yet, we should strike first."

The two men quickly and efficiently tied up the two traitors.

Vess swallowed and pointed to himself, saying:

"Just the two of us?"

"Of course not, we need to rely on foreign aid."

Ron rolled his eyes at him. Weiss was still too honest. No wonder those two idiots trusted him so much.

Ron quickly gave the order:

"Go out and call a carriage first. Tell the driver our destination after I get in the carriage."

"Okay, no problem."

Although Weiss hadn't figured out the situation, he decided to listen to Young Master Ron for now; he wouldn't harm him.

"By the way, Uncle Weiss..."

Just as Weiss was about to run to call a car, Ron suddenly called him back.

"Does the theater troupe still have orange wigs?"

This question left Weiss, who had barely managed to grasp the current situation, completely bewildered.

Young Master Ron, why are you still worrying about wigs at a time like this?

I simply can't keep up with your thought process!

Chapter 4 Makarov Dole

"Sir, you have arrived at your destination."

Ron, wearing an orange wig, jumped down from the carriage and looked up at the three-story building in front of him.

This was their destination: a top-tier magic guild in the Kingdom of Fiore.

Above the main entrance on the first floor hangs its guild name, 'Fairy Tail', while on the third floor hangs a banner with the logos of three allied magic guilds, with Fairy Tail's logo in the center.

Ron looked up at the door with bright eyes, feeling a surge of excitement.

Ron hadn't quite grasped the reality of it yet, since he'd only just awakened his past life memories and already had to work for the Pure White Theatre Company.

'I never expected to come to Fairy Tail for the first time in the form of a commission; even so, I'm still quite excited.'

After paying the driver in the carriage, Weiss got off.

Tap tap~ Tap tap~

Viss watched the carriage disappear into the distance before bending down to ask Ron:

“Commander Ron, why don’t you send a letter to the commanders to explain the situation and ask them for instructions on what to do?”

Weiss had already learned about the current situation from the carriage, but after listening to Ron's plan, he was still somewhat uneasy.

"Since they've all decided to wash their hands of things, I can handle these matters myself. I shouldn't bother them."

"Alright, but Commander Ron... are you sure you want to go dressed like this?"

When Weiss saw Ron trembling with excitement, causing his orange wig to tilt, he felt embarrassed for him.

Weiss always felt that Ron was going to be entrusted with such an important task, but people would just think he was there to cause trouble and would eventually kick him out.

Ron rolled his eyes upwards and realized that the orange wig was crooked, so he straightened it with his hand.

Ron smiled confidently:

"Of course, that's how you go in."

Otherwise, how can the system's current role-playing accuracy be improved?

"Let's go."

Ron straightened his tie, dusted off his cheap suit, and strode toward the front door.

Vees sighed and followed Ron into Fairy Tail.

When Weiss walked into the lobby on the first floor, he could feel the noisy atmosphere in the guild.

Weiss looked around. The lobby on the first floor was decorated like a salon, and a group of mages were drinking and having fun, not at all like mages.

'Is this the Mage Guild? It's not quite what I imagined.'

Weiss looked on with curiosity. If he hadn't come with Ron, he probably would never have stepped into these magic guilds in his entire life.

Weiss followed the relaxed Ron to the back of the first floor and they arrived at the bar by the wall.

The waitress by the bar greeted Viss as he entered:

"Welcome to Fairy Tail. May I ask what brings you here?"

Seeing this, Weiss asked with a puzzled look:

"Um, this should be the Magic Guild, right?"

"That's right!"

In the noisy hall, a clear, resonant sound suddenly rang out, its echo instantly drowning out all the clamor.

"I am the guild master of this magic guild. What can I do for you?"

Weiss was terrified and quickly looked around, but couldn't find the person who made that powerful sound.