In a spacious and luxurious room, Veronica was sitting behind the desk, holding a thick book in her hand.

The gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of her nose add a bit of intellectual beauty to the already graceful and elegant Veranica.

"It must be little Alice's fault!"

This was the first thing Raymond heard when he burst into her room.

Raymond stopped in astonishment and slowly walked to the desk with his hands spread out. He put his right hand on his chest and saluted first. Then he carelessly pulled the chair next to him and sat down with a graceful look. He stared at

Veranica moved.

Exquisite facial features, perfect proportions.

It was like a carefully carved work of art, but her dark eyes shone with an inexplicable figure, adding a bit of vitality to her beauty.

She slowly placed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose on the table, turned sideways and looked at Raymond with interest, and soon a faint smile appeared on Veranika's face.

There were no energy fluctuations in her body, and the pressure from the force field was restrained by Veronica. Veronica looked like an ordinary woman, but it made Raymond lose his temper.

"Tell me, even if you let me die, let me die clearly." Raymond, who crossed his arms and leaned on the backrest, got straight to the point.

"Hey, it seems that you have many reasons for death," the smile on her face became even brighter, and she put the book in her hand on the table. Veronica opened her palm and gestured to Raymond.

"Then tell them all!"

With an imperceptible look of amusement on his face, Raymond knew that he had hit an iron plate this time.

"Do I have a big feud with your sisters or my family?" Looking into Veronica's eyes, Raymond immediately denied himself. "It must not be! Otherwise, I will be dead when we meet."

Veronica, who nodded slightly in recognition, twisted her waist to face Raymond directly.

"So is it because of the living or the dead that my mistakes cannot be forgiven?" Induced, Raymond stared at Veranika's eyes, especially the position of her pupils.

After blinking her eyes for a moment, Veronica finally spoke. "Everything is there!"

While Veranika was thinking, Raymond noticed that her eyes were turning to the upper right corner. Raymond, who was determined in his heart, understood that it seemed that his method of death had nothing to do with the sisters.

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Because at the moment when Raymond asked the question, Veranica still needed a short period of recall before she could remember it, which meant that there was still a turning point in the current situation.

His brain was running rapidly, and Raymond, who frowned, looked at Veronica who was sitting there smiling, and the feeling of frustration in his heart actually calmed him down.

"Is it necessary to die?"

With a slight nod, Veronica began tapping her fingers on the table.

"Do I have to return to the surface world to be executed?"

Veronica's eyes became a little impatient, and she tapped her fingers on the table more frequently.

"Is there any discussion?" Feeling Veronica's faint anger gathering, Raymond, with an imperceptible look of amusement on his face, asked straight to the point again. "Let's make a price."

"A price?" Veronica, who had been smiling all the time, was stunned by these sudden words.

Veranica stared at Raymond, and soon a strange look appeared on her face, and then she made a mocking sound. "Make a price? Do you have the qualifications?"

As if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, the corners of Veranika's mouth twitched, and soon she couldn't help but turned around and started laughing.

And Raymond, who had been smiling all the time, waited for Veranika to turn around and took off his waist bag.

Deliberately pinching a corner of the waist bag, Raymond poured out all the contents in the waist bag in front of Veranika.

Amidst the clattering sound, a large number of magic crystal cards, some commonly used potions, and the seeds collected over a long period of time were all spread out on the table.

He casually placed the empty waist bag on the chair behind him, and with his hands on the table, Raymond tilted his head and laughed. "I have no grudge against you, your friends, or even your family..."

Quickly summarizing all the information collected, Raymond already had a vague judgment in his mind. "It's just for some face, or someone's request, so dear Ms. Veranika, you just

Will you notice a little wizard like me, so take a look at the things inside and see if you can exchange it for a chance?"

While listening to Raymond's story, Veranica, who was smiling, used the paper knife on the table and began to look through everything dumped on the table.

More than two million low-level magic crystal cards, fantasy water potion, ordinary hemostatic ointment, and dozens of packets of seeds.

Impatiently, she opened all the paper packages on the table one by one. Finally, Veranika wrapped all the seeds and put them in the original position, intact.

After staring at Raymond calmly for a long time, a strange smile appeared on Veranika's face.

She used the paper knife in her hand to carefully separate the things on the table.

The first pile is those magic crystal cards.

The second pile is those potions.

The third pile is a paper packet containing seeds.

"Let me pick a bunch of them, and then I can tell you the reason for death." Gently tapping the paper knife on the table, Veranica looked at Raymond and said slowly. "Or

You can keep any pile on the table, then I promise to allow you to appear safely and alive in the surface world."

Raymond's face turned ugly, but he still squeezed out a smile and continued to listen.

"Or give everything you have and I'll give you a chance to escape." As if she had lost interest, Veronica stretched, exposing her perfect curves.

But he said a condition that left Raymond speechless.

Raymond frowned and looked at the things on the table, his expression became struggling. After a moment, he raised his head and asked bitterly. "Is it impossible for me to survive other than this?"

He stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Raymond. There was a hint of narrowness in his beautiful face. "Correct! And you only have three hourglasses to make a decision. After that time, it will become invalid!"

He casually pulled one out of the paper bag on the table, and looked directly into Veranika's eyes. Raymond asked in great pain. "Then I still choose to give up everything, but as a souvenir, let me keep one of the gifts given by the instructor of the college.
Chapter completed!