Otherworld: Scions of Calamity Madly Cling to Me

Being merely "in-depth reading" doesn't explain everything, those who understand, understand.

Otaku Qin Feng reincarnates as William Don, a down-and-out nobleman in another world....

Chapter 109: Harun, the Last Deacon of Solomon

The fat nobleman was so frightened that he took several steps back, and the cold sweat from his temples dripped onto the ground.

After coming to his senses, he actually bowed respectfully to Tang and said, "May I know what your family is?"

Tang sneered at this time and laughed while holding the pillar.

"I really don't understand. You said you all know who is who, so wearing this mask and eye patch is fine."

"You're actually asking about someone's family background now?"

Suddenly, Tang's face turned cold: "Get off the stage!"

The fat noble was frightened by Tang's sudden outburst of momentum and walked down from the stage trembling.

I almost fell down while walking up the stairs.

Under the ridicule of the crowd, the fat noble fled away in shame.

"Anyone else bidding?"

The audience was completely silent.

The price of 200,000 yuan made even those who had hosted many grand events very excited at this moment.

He originally thought that it would be good enough if he could get about 100,000 yuan.

I never expected this.

The world of prodigals is truly one mountain higher than another.

"Then this woman of the elven royal family will belong to this young gentleman."

"Let's reveal the last item... huh? What's up?"

The etiquette lady who suddenly came onto the stage whispered something in the ear of the clapper.

He cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, young gentleman, could you please come to the backstage? There is an important person in our Chamber of Commerce who wants to see you."

oh?

interesting.

Tang drank up the wine in the cup and said something in his family's language.

Led by the etiquette lady, he walked into the backstage area which was heavily guarded.

In front of the last gate, the two guards were nearly level 500.

Tsk tsk.

Such a high-level figure is actually willing to be a bodyguard guarding the gate?

It seems that the Solomon Chamber of Commerce is quite complicated.

[Detected reconnaissance magic peeping, whether to activate the shield]

"That's a must."

[Magic shield has been activated, blocking successfully]

"Ajin, this is our most distinguished guest at Solomon Merchants, you must not be rude."

The door was pushed open by the maid, and a man who was slightly shorter than a normal person walked out.

He was wearing a black and blue tuxedo and also an exquisite eye mask.

It's hard to tell his age from the current conditions.

Judging from his voice alone, he should be young.

At least he is younger than Tang.

"Mr. Tang originally planned to invite you again at the official bonfire party."

"I didn't expect you to come here on your own. You really brighten up our humble black market in the capital."

Tang felt a little embarrassed.

As he looked at this great man from Solomon, he always felt like he was watching a little brat pretending to be an adult, saying polite words and flattering him to act mature.

And he recognized himself right away.

It seems that the information and thoughts they received should be the same.

That is win-win cooperation.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Harlan Solomon, the last deacon of the Solomon Chamber of Commerce."

Tang shook my hand and said with a smile, "Now that you know my identity, do you not need to wear this eye mask?"

Harlan laughed too.

The two of them took off their blindfolds together, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Seeing Harlan's youthful face, Tang rubbed his chin and asked, "Are you an adult?"

As if he was very sensitive about the issue of age, Harun frowned.

"Sir Tang, ability and age are not mutually exclusive."

Oh~~~

You can tell by the look of it that this guy is often asked this question.

You have a strong sense of self-esteem~

However, Tang had a good impression of Solomon's last deacon.

He is handsome and a bit delicate.

He is the kind of handsome boy who appears gentle, elegant and noble at first impression.

The two sat down.

Looking at the specially brewed black tea, Tang felt that he had lost the initiative.

Solomon investigated him thoroughly.

And what about yourself?

What a failure.

No, it's none of my business.

It’s all that greedy cat’s fault!

If you let her be in charge of the Anbu, she will just eat and nothing else.

Anna, who was eating and drinking in the hotel, suddenly moved her ears and felt an itch in her nose, which made her want to sneeze.

Jasmine held onto the handrail of the stairs, chewing a crystal-clear cucumber as she asked Anna at the table below, "Where's Daphne?"

"Ah, I don't know."

"What about Fenrir?"

"I don't know."

Jasmine rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Just keep eating."

"OK."

Jasmine came to Tang's room and kicked off her slippers, jumped onto the bed, hugged the headrest and buried her face in it.

Two long, slender, white legs kicked up and down.

"Huh, what do you mean by standby to provide support at any time? Where did you sneak off to?"

Jasmine, who had just returned from selling clothes, was taking a bath.

Suddenly she received a message from her family member, Tang asking her to be ready to provide support at all times.

"Tsk~ I don't want to just sit there and wait. Let me sense it."

"Huh?"

"I could sense it easily before, as easy as breathing. What's happening now?"

Jasmine sat on the bed, conjuring a magic circle with her hands, and rotating her five fingers like the scales of a pendulum to find the direction.

"Blocked?"

Jasmine angrily threw the pillow onto the quilt.

"Don't think I can't find you like this. Hehe, I still have the most primitive method."

After saying that, Jasmine waved her snow-white hand and changed into the short skirt and long boots she usually wore.

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