Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Count, we'll be taking our leave now."

"Take care, Mr. Maas."

In a spacious reception room, several key members of the family sat at the table, with the old count at the head of the table, smiling and talking to a middle-aged man beside him.

A crystal chandelier hangs from the gilded dome, and sunlight shines through the stained-glass windows into the room, making it even more noble and elegant. Steel-textured emblems hang on the surrounding stone walls, revealing a sense of solemnity under the soft light.

A group of people got up and escorted their distinguished guest out of the reception room, where they happened to run into two people coming from the opposite direction.

"Grandpa~"

Looking at the girl standing in front of them, the old count and the people behind him were first surprised, and then their expressions turned to joy.

"Lillian, you're back?"

Hearing her grandfather's question, a mix of surprise and slight anger, Lillian shrank back and playfully stuck out her tongue:

"Yes, I'm sorry to have worried you."

"So you do know that? I'll deal with you later. And who's this guy next to you?"

"Ah, this is Mr. Ron, he's the one who brought me back."

When it was his turn to speak, Ron immediately smiled and introduced himself to the old count in front of him: "Hello, Count, I am Ron Seraphim, from the Red Moon Tower Academy."

As he spoke, he opened the panel and began to check the information of the people in front of him:

Lyon Jeanne

Age: 82/114

[Attributes: Constitution 5.31, Spirit 8.22]

[Strength: Intermediate Wizard Apprentice]

[Pollution Level: Physical 72.25%, Mental 6.4/8.22]

[Comment: There seems to be some kind of strange modification happening to his body.]

The following measures are recommended to reduce pollution.

[Option 1: Take a mid-level energy potion made from Thousand-Eyed Demon Tree resin, high-purity magic oil, and other materials; Option 2: ......]

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【Mass Ga】

Age: 37/77

[Attributes: Constitution 1.21, Spirit 3.72]

[Strength: Novice Wizard Apprentice]

[Pollution Level: Physical 4.6%, Mental 1.24/3.72]

[Evaluation: A usable experimental subject.]

[The following measures are recommended to reduce mental pollution.]

Option 1: Learn basic meditation techniques (Red Moon Tower version) and advanced knowledge; Option 2: ......

......

Apart from the two at the front, the rest were ordinary people, which surprised Ron, even though Lillian had told him before he came that only this Earl was a wizard.

At the time, he simply thought the girl was young and didn't know much about her family situation.

Looking at it now, it's actually true?

After carefully examining the old count's physical attributes on the panel, Ron guessed:

Could there be something wrong with this person?

There was no time to think about it now. After he introduced himself, the old count of Lyon and the middle-aged man named Mas were immediately stunned, and then their eyes began to look him up and down.

Finally, it was Mr. Maas who spoke up:

"What a coincidence! I received a notice from the academy a few days ago that a junior would be coming to take over my task, and I didn't expect to run into him here today."

"My name is Mas Gar, Ron's junior. It's nice to meet you here."

"Nice to meet you, Senior Maas."

Pulling his thoughts back, Ron didn't mince words and directly addressed the other person as "senior."

"Haha, what a coincidence! We really should celebrate this wonderful coincidence."

Why don't you stay here today and let us properly show you the hospitality of hosts?

Count Lyon's hearty laughter rang out, his eyes scanning Ron and Lillian as if he were thinking about something.

It's obvious that this person has misunderstood.

Although he really wanted to borrow the family's books, Ron was still afraid that his presence here would cause some unnecessary trouble.

Ignoring the expectant gaze of the girl beside him, he turned to look at Mas, who was smiling silently to the side:

"Senior, I'm new to Nurs and don't know many places yet. Also, I'm still clueless about the mission at the academy. Could you show me around?"

The middle-aged man shook his head with some regret, feeling that he had missed a good show.

Even though I never intended to agree in the first place.

"I'm sorry, Earl, I have to decline your kind offer. Junior Ron has just arrived here, and I need to convey my regards as his senior, as well as the academy's assignments and handover matters to him. I'll have to come back another day."

"Alright then, your college's affairs are more important. You can come again when you have time next time."

Lyon remained as cheerful and carefree as ever, showing no displeasure even after being directly rejected.

To be fair, the other person's aristocratic manners were evident at this moment.

"Then we won't bother you any longer. Let's go, junior Ron."

"Wait a moment."

Just then, Lillian, who had been silent until now, spoke up, and everyone's attention turned to the girl.

"Mr. Ron, I haven't paid you yet."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attention to Ron, and a strange feeling filled the air.

That sounds really strange.

Ron couldn't help but complain inwardly, but he still wore a faint smile on his face and called out to Mas, who was already walking towards the door, "Oh, right, Senior Mas, please wait a moment."

Let the misunderstanding be, we can't do without the magic stone.

Seeing this, Lillian blushed slightly and ran to the old Earl Lyon's side, whispering a rough account of their previous transaction.

"I see."

After listening to his granddaughter's words, he finally understood the whole story. He had thought his granddaughter had brought him a wonderful son-in-law, but it turned out to be like this.

Disappointment is disappointment.

He smiled and looked at Ron, saying, "Mr. Ron, don't worry, I'll have someone deliver the things to you tomorrow."

As for why they're not giving it to me now, it's because they don't have the money.

You can't exactly go out to meet guests with a few magic stones in your pocket, can you? That would be incredibly impolite and completely unbecoming of a nobleman.

He wasn't comfortable sending a servant to fetch it.

Ron glanced at Mars, and seeing the other nod at him, he agreed, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Earl."

After saying that, he followed his senior and left the house.

Standing under the gate, a group of people watched the two get into the carriage until they disappeared around the street corner before returning to the mansion.

The old count had Lillian walk beside him, chatting about her experiences these past few days while inquiring about Ron's whereabouts:

"Lillian, how much do you know about that Mr. Ron?"

......

On the other side, the two people sitting in the carriage were also discussing the matter of that family.

"Junior, you should stay away from that girl from that family in the future."