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

"This thing is in the way, you should deal with it quickly."

He then straightened up and, despite the pain, walked towards Ron and the others.

His subordinate stared wide-eyed, looked around but couldn't find a trash can, so he could only pretend he was crippled and weld the thing to his hand.

Ron was still chatting with Weiss and the others when he noticed a huge figure blocking out the sun, the shadow covering Ron and Makarov.

Ron looked up and saw a bald man with a full beard blocking their way, his bald head shining brightly in the sunlight.

"Are you here to see Mr. Eugene?"

Ron trembled all over when he saw the bald boss, revealing a 'cowardly' expression.

Ron's eyes darted around, and his two index fingers twitched nervously in front of his chest.

"Ah, Arnold, we're here to get Mr. Eugene's autograph."

Weiss and Makarov were both stunned by Ron's change of expression.

Although Ron had warned them that he would put on an act in front of them, his acting was still too natural.

Did he get into the game that quickly?

The bald leader just smiled, clearly unaware of the problem.

“Very good, then come with us, I will take you there.”

At that moment, the bald boss's men surrounded them. The bald boss stepped aside, gesturing for them to go first.

"Let's go, what are you standing there for?"

The subordinate standing behind Viss nudged him with his shoulder, and Viss, fearing that he would retaliate further, had no choice but to begin moving.

Makarov's smile vanished, but Ron secretly exchanged a glance with him, and he silently followed Ron and Weiss.

Although Ron appeared to be trembling, his hands, hidden in his sleeves, were relaxed.

He kept scanning the area as he walked until he reached the wooden door of the legal affairs office.

Before the wooden door closed, he glanced at the bald boss behind him and noticed that his right leg was slightly stiff.

He glanced again at the subordinate leaning on a cane in front of him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Hearing the noise outside, Eugene suddenly frowned.

What's going on? Why did they turn back?

The bald leader pushed Ron and the other two into the office of the law firm.

“Mr. Eugene, I’ve brought the person over for you.”

Eugene looked on incredulously.

Are you that fast?

Eugene looked up at the three people and smiled happily when he recognized Wes and Ron.

Wess and Ron have been brought along, but who is the other one?

Eugene then glanced at Makarov again.

This old man wearing a clown hat looks familiar, doesn't he?

Never mind that, let's get down to business.

Eugene looked at Ron and gave him a professional smile.

"Young Master White, you've finally arrived."

Ron looked at Eugene with a worried expression and said:

“Mr. Eugene, I’ve come to talk to you about the debt.”

I've never heard my parents mention that debt statement before.

Eugene sat up straight, clasped his hands together, and said:

“Young Master White, those really are debts left by your parents, and there is written proof. Perhaps they are just forgetful and forgot to tell you about them.”

"But, but..."

“Young Master White, don’t be nervous. You don’t need to worry about these things. Leave them to the local government to handle, and you won’t have to worry about them.”

As Eugene spoke, he reached under his desk and pulled out two contracts, smiling slightly.

“If you sign both contracts, everything will be resolved.”

Ron's eyes widened in surprise:

"If I sign these documents, will you help me resolve these issues? Can you handle all these debt matters?"

Eugene's hypocritical smile curled upwards even more pronounced as he stretched his neck closer to Ron, tempting him:

"Yes, we have no choice but to sign it. Everything will be fine once it's done."

A clear light appeared in Ron's eyes. He smiled, walked forward, and picked up the pen on the table.

Ron read the words of the contract and was about to write when the pen suddenly slipped from his fingertips.

The pen fell to the ground, bounced twice, and finally stopped shaking.

"Oops, my hand slipped."

Ron lowered his head, a slight upward smirk playing on his lips.

It's time to stir up the water in this pool.

Chapter 6 Makarov: You tricked me!?

Ron glanced at where the bald man was standing, and then began his plan.

He feigned panic and tried to bend down to pick up the pen that had fallen to the ground.

As a result, he stumbled, his body becoming unsteady in his panic, and his toe precisely kicked the pen, sending it rolling further down the smooth wooden floor.

Because of that kick, the pen slowly rolled to the vicinity of the bald boss's legs.

"What are you doing? That pen is very expensive! Can you afford to pay for it if you break it?"

Eugene frowned and scolded the flustered Ron irritably.

Meanwhile, Viss and Makarov, standing behind Ron, saw through all of Ron's little tricks.

Makarov looked puzzled, not knowing what Ron was trying to do. Was he trying to stall for time?

Weiss stared wide-eyed. Having witnessed Ron's previous actions, he couldn't help but feel a bad premonition.

"I'm so sorry, I was just too nervous. My hands and feet just wouldn't obey me today."

Ron bowed and apologized as he slowly walked to the bald boss's legs.

After picking up the pen from the bald boss, he didn't immediately go back to sign it, but instead looked up at the bald man.

The bald man felt a chill run down his spine when he saw Ron staring intently at him.

He looked down and met Ron's gaze. He always felt that although Ron's eyes seemed clear and innocent on the surface, his intuition told him that the boy had other intentions.

"What are you looking at? Is there something wrong with my face?"

Ron, still with his clear eyes, stared at him and said in a concerned tone:

"Uncle, it looks like you have trouble walking. I'm very good at massage, let me help you."

"...?!"

The bald man's eyes widened, but before he could refuse, Ron eagerly took his hands.

Ron approached the bald man's right foot, using his knowledge of acupoints from his character card. He pressed on the injured muscle with one hand, while moving the fingertips of his other hand to the vicinity of several of the most painful acupoints, and pressed them down hard at the same time!

"what!!!"

The excruciating pain caused the bald man to open his jaw wide, his eyes almost bulging out, and he couldn't help but let out a painful cry.

Eugene was startled by the sudden scream and jumped off his chair. The bald man's men were also shocked and didn't realize what had happened.

Ron pressed his advantage, raising his head with a serious expression and saying:

"Uncle, it's normal to feel pain! It means the bruising is dissipating. Let me loosen your muscles a bit, and you'll be fine soon!"

After saying that, he reached his hand into the back of his right knee and forcefully pushed and pulled the dislocated tendon to put it back in place.

crunch~

The pulling pain was so intense that the bald man couldn't catch his breath for a moment. The pull caused him to bend over in pain, and the push caused him to straighten his back in pain, with cold sweat pouring down his back.

When his men saw that their boss was in so much pain he looked like a fish out of water, they rushed over to try and pull Ron away.

"Let go, let go!!!"

Baldy was in so much pain that he could barely speak coherently. He frantically waved his thick hands, telling Ron to let go.

Seeing that the situation was about right, Ron let go, and the bald man's wildly flailing arm accidentally brushed against Ron's cheek.

"Ouch, that hurts!"

Ron covered his face with his hands and yelled, then fell backward, his feet pushing off the ground, and he flew through the air in a small parabola, landing next to Makarov and Weiss, rolling once before coming to a stop.

After Ron released his grip, the bald man's excruciating leg pain finally subsided, and he took a few deep breaths.

He opened his eyes and saw that Ron was lying on the ground. He frowned and looked very puzzled.

What's going on here?

Ron lay down on the wooden board, looking at the bald man and the others with a bewildered expression, then turned to look at Makarov with innocent eyes.

"President, I was just trying to help him relieve his leg injury, and he actually hit me. What should I do?"

Everyone present was stunned when they heard this.

The bald leader stared wide-eyed, carefully examining his thick arms, feeling a surge of resentment.

Don't blame me, I didn't exert any force!

However, the bald man's men shouted at the top of their lungs:

"Kid, you should be glad! Our boss went easy on you because you're still young."

Otherwise, I would have slapped you to death just now!

When the bald man heard his subordinates stand up for him like this, he was almost bursting with resentment.

Don't talk nonsense! I didn't hit anyone!

Do these pig-headed idiots not even use their brains when they speak?!

Makarov, standing behind Ron, gasped.

'Don't think I didn't notice; you went there on purpose.'

Hey kid, you were lying there peacefully, secretly giving me those meaningful glances—you tricked me!

Weiss looked horrified, wondering how his premonition had come true, and how he had no control over the situation!

Standing behind his desk, Eugene finally saw through Ron's intentions and said impatiently:

"Young Master White, are you just stalling for time because you don't want to sign?"

Ron was still covering his face, looking at Eugene with an innocent expression.

"You hit me and still expect me to sign something!"

Aren't you bullying honest people?

Eugene's forehead veins bulged as he pointed at Ron and shouted:

"Fine, bring him over here to sign this document! Otherwise, you can forget about receiving the final payment!"

"Let's go, teach that kid a lesson for the boss!"

The men responded first and then rushed towards Ron and his two companions.

Faced with such a situation of overwhelming odds, most people would have already begged for mercy on their knees.

Unfortunately, Makarov was no ordinary man. At this moment, he remained calm and started laughing.

"Kid, I'll play with you then."