"Asylum?" Luo Qiu looked at Lamias at this time.

Of course, it's not because this request is so weird. In fact, similar requests have actually occurred many times in the account books of past store transactions... The person handling it is naturally the previous one.

Boss Luo has seriously done this kind of transaction [asylum], but not once.

The maid didn't show any expression, as if she didn't hear Lamias's request.

"Yes, shelter." Seeing that the owner of the manor did not directly refuse, Lamias nodded quickly, "Of course, shelter is not absolute. If you encounter a situation beyond your ability,

I will leave directly, or... you can just hand me over, no problem."

At this time, the maid looked at Lamias with some surprise.

Asylum, and limited asylum... This guy is completely playing the role of a pitiful, persecuted person who doesn't even dare to hope for help.

He looks really professional despite his humble appearance.

But will there be situations beyond the store's capabilities? Luo Qiu's curious thought is: if there are, he would like to see them.

"Since it is asylum, there is naturally a time limit." Boss Luo ended his thinking and asked directly: "I wonder what Miss Lamias's asylum period is in her mind?"

There's drama!

Lamias couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart, but she knew that it was more important to be stable at this time and not to be anxious, so she said more seriously: "One week! The first asylum will be in one week!"

From the time the Black Order learned about the sinking of the Nautilus, the failure of the Sisters of Battle team, and the unknown life and death of Sister Grant, to the time when they made the response... In fact, three days at most was enough.

One week is the safe time Lamias gives herself.

If there is a first time, there will naturally be a second time, and the second time will obviously require more detailed considerations based on the first time.

Every step needs to be done step by step.

In fact, Boss Luo quite liked this cautious attitude. He looked at the nun with a little more interest, "I am happy to make this deal with you, Miss Lamias." Boss Luo smiled slightly.

, "But since it is a transaction, I think Miss Lamias should also know the nature of the transaction."

Here comes the point.

Lamias felt nervous at this moment. The other party didn't even care about the Holy Relic of Reversal and gave it back to her casually, but he agreed to help her suppress the gas because of a piece of information on [Circle] of [Construction Alchemy].

Co, this makes it difficult for Lamias to figure out the other person's preferences.

But when she came, she had already thought of a strategy and planned to make a big gamble.

"One condition." Lamias took a deep breath at this time and said with great solemnity: "The asylum time is one week, and one condition of the reward... No matter what your request is, as long as I can do it, I will satisfy you.

The conditions proposed.”

"Heh." This sound was made suddenly by the maid behind Boss Luo.

Lamias immediately shuddered, and before the young manor owner could speak, she added: "There is no so-called moral standard for this condition, and it can be completely based on your will... In other words, as long as

In your eyes, everything I can do is OK! Even death... is OK."

"This is really a very high reward." Boss Luo smiled at this time, a smile that showed something interesting... It is not difficult to protect Lamias for a week, and you don't even need to use the ability of the altar.

In fact, the maid lady is enough to protect Lamias for a week... If the maid lady can't do it, Boss Luo can probably do it. At worst, he can also forcibly awaken those powerful black soul messengers who are on vacation through the [Ark of the Covenant]

.

For example, [Beginning No. 9] who is in the transcendent camp, but his heart is not necessarily in the store.

The use of the Black Soul Messenger, in addition to attracting customers to improve performance, or becoming a bill collector, generally also has the function of being a high-level thug.

"You agreed?" Lamias couldn't help but ask.

Although I have very high expectations for the possibility of the success of this trading agreement, I still can't help but be nervous... After all, we are facing the entire Black Order, a force that belongs to the giants of the Dark World. If we are not fully prepared,

, a huge neutral force such as the [Magicians Association] will not easily fight to the death with the Black Order.

But since the other party is just a small group, or even a private power...

"How could you not agree? After all, the reward given by Miss Lamias is so high." Boss Luo smiled casually: "Well, the asylum period will be one week, starting from now, and then... during the asylum period

Within the town, you can move around freely within the confines of the town, what do you think?"

"Small town scope?" Lamias frowned.

Boss Luo knew what she was worried about, so he said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, if you say you encounter any danger, we will arrive at your side as soon as possible and won't let you have any accidents... If you don't believe it, you can go first

Experience it.”

"Experience?" Lamias couldn't help but be stunned, and then shocked... because in just a blink of an eye, she was already in front of a lighthouse on the seaside more than ten kilometers away from the manor!

Lamias knows this as a beacon!

The sea breeze had a fishy smell with a little saltiness. She looked around in horror, but before the feeling of fear spread throughout her body, she returned to the manor again.

She looked at the young owner of the manor and the blond-haired, blue-eyed woman who claimed to be the head maid in confusion.

Boss Luo said softly at this time: "Look, our response is very fast, right?"

Lamias nodded her almost stiff neck. Who knows what she was going through in her heart at this time. At this time, Lamias had only one thought in her mind: She seemed to have underestimated the methods of this mysterious manor owner!

The request for a transaction is still too conservative!

"Okay, Miss Lamias, you can move around freely." Boss Luo stood up at this time, "The rules are still the same as before. Except for places above the second floor and your room, you can do it here.

Casual activities... Well, if you plan on having dinner here, we'll meet in the evening."

"You...where are you going to go?" Lamias couldn't help but asked curiously.

"Go to school." Boss Luo blinked and said, "I'm still a student."

Lamias: "!!"

…

…

It was still the room he was assigned to when he was injured last time... [Eve] led the way, and Eve was standing next to him at this time.

"Eve, is your master really still a student?" Lamias had a rather frightened expression.

Coincidentally, she is also a tutor in the physics department of that university college, but she often skips classes.

"Since the master is studying, he is naturally a student." [Eve] looked indifferent.

Lamias failed to get any more useful information from such an answer... She frowned slightly and suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, Eve, I still don't know, your master

What's your name? Sorry, I forgot to ask him directly."

In fact, she did not forget it, she just deliberately left this question to apply to Eve.

[Eve] turned her eyes, thought for a while and said: "Since the master didn't tell you, then as a servant, I naturally have no qualifications to overstep. I'm sorry, but I can't satisfy your request... Then, what else do you need?

Where is it, Miss Lamias?"

It always feels like just one day without seeing [Eve] suddenly changed from a cold maid to a cold old nun who teaches young girls to become maids.

Lamias shook her head helplessly, "I want to take a rest."

"Please."

Seeing that Eve had left, Noda's manor returned to silence again, but Lamias knew that besides Eve, in addition to the owner of the manor, and the head maid who just appeared today, there may be others in this manor...

Or something.

That mysterious attic.

"Since the owner of the manor has agreed to protect me for a week, my safety factor must have improved a lot." Lamias calmed down and began to think about how she should use this week's safety time.

The key is how to bridge the gap between ordinary people and [non-human] power.

"Since you are so interested in novel things..." Lamias's eyes flashed, "Maybe I can reveal some information about that civilization..."

She quickly walked to the table in the room, opened the drawer, took out a pen and paper, lowered her head and wrote something.

…

…

If there is no danger approaching Lamias within a week, then such a request for asylum is purely profitable... even though it is just a request for unconditional obedience from the other party.

"Master, what are you going to ask of Miss Lamias?" the maid, who was driving the Beetle, turned around and asked.

"I don't know yet." Boss Luo shook his head, "I just feel like I won't suffer a loss. Of course, how can we predict the future accurately?"

As long as you have not seen [Future] before.

None of them discussed whether Lamias would turn away after the asylum period ended, or even sneak away. So far, in the endless store ledgers, there has never been a customer who can successfully turn away.

.

"By the way." Boss Luo suddenly remembered a question and asked directly: "When Father Stella left the Holy Church, he seemed to have taken away the church's holy relics. Do you know about this?"

The maid shook her head and said, "I don't pay much attention to the affairs of the Holy Church."

The origin of the maid lady is not in this sub-world, but there are still legends about her past here... The legends of this sub-world No. 003 are indeed quite confusing and complicated.

"Is there a holy relic here?" the maid asked immediately, and then said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I didn't do enough homework."

"The probability of petitioners being born here is higher," Boss Luo said.
To be continued...