By the time Wendy cleaned up the mess and carried Sandora back to the hotel, it was already night.
The street lights on the street light up one after another, and pedestrians start their way home one after another after a busy day outside.
Wendy glanced at the sky outside the window and realized in a daze that she had done nothing that day and was just cleaning up some people's mess.
Originally, I just wanted her to open a divination house and help share the traveling expenses, but I didn't know that when I went out to buy a meal, things turned out like this!
My friends are here to help, but she is here to cause trouble!
The more Wendy thought about it, the angrier she felt. When she accidentally caught a glimpse of the culprit spread out on the bed from the corner of her eye, her anger reached its peak.
She directly threw the towel in her hand into the basin, waited until it was soaked with cold water, then picked it out and smashed it unceremoniously into a drunk man's face.
The huge impact and the cold temperature of friendship quickly awakened Sandora.
She lifted up the towel with a confused look on her face and sat up.
"What's wrong?"
"You have the nerve to ask me what's wrong?"
Wendy was so angry that she fell down and almost couldn't help but put the rag in her other hand on top as well.
Sandora blinked and relied on her excellent mental strength as a professional to quickly recall everything that had happened before.
"...I'm drunk again?"
She touched the back of her head and smiled sheepishly.
This is really unexpected.
I didn't expect that the spiritual wine would change like this after being kept for a while.
She clearly remembered that the last time she drank it, the reaction was not that big, but this time she drank it and it immediately stopped.
After half a bottle was consumed, the whole person's consciousness became blurred, as if he was about to go to heaven.
Sandora has always been very ignorant of her drinking capacity, so based on this misunderstanding, she made a quick judgment.
There must be something wrong with the wine!
"I'm sorry, Wendy! I was wrong!"
Sandora clasped her hands together, knelt directly on the bed, and gave Wendy a big salute.
"I also want to make money and share the pressure for you, so I do this kind of thing. I promise, it won't happen again!"
The attitude of admitting the mistake is very sincere.
Unfortunately, Wendy was already very resistant to Sandora's attitude of actively admitting her mistakes and committing them again next time. She was not touched in any way other than watching indifferently.
"Share the pressure?"
"What you mean by sharing the pressure is that you exchanged a bottle of spirit wine for fifteen gold for a bottle of seance wine that summoned a superior spirit, and you even got yourself drunk for the fifteen gold."
"Not only was I drunk, but I also vomited all over the floor. I wasted an entire afternoon just cleaning up your mess!"
"And this afternoon, based on yesterday's income, it is fifty gold!"
"You used fifty gold in exchange for fifteen gold and my labor force, and you said you would share the pressure with me?!"
"Yes...really?"
Sandora pretended to smile and said, "Did I still vomit? No wonder I feel a little thirsty and hungry. That's it, hehe."
Hey, what a size you are!
Wendy picked up her pillow and gave this shameless woman a blow.
Sandora obediently accepted the blow to the face, and while rubbing her cheek, she muttered: "But that's not right, fate said there are good things waiting for me here. Could it be that I really drank the wrong wine?"
Wendy hugged her shoulders and sneered.
"I've told you a long time ago that the auxiliary materials must be made by yourself. If you have to be lazy, it's not a strange thing if something goes wrong now."
The so-called auxiliary materials refer to things other than "spirits" used when the spirit wine is used to summon spirits. These auxiliary materials are usually made by the spirit spirit wine masters themselves.
However, Sandora is such a weirdo, she likes to be lazy in everything, even ghosts can let her find a place to be lazy.
This guy directly bought ready-made wine to replace the auxiliary ingredients that needed to be prepared by himself. Sometimes he could succeed, but in most cases some strange mutations would occur.
Wendy often felt that this person's existence was used to discredit the Seancer. Fortunately, this was an unpopular new profession, otherwise Sandora might have been secretly put in a sack and beaten to death.
And this person dared to mix it and drink it. The bottle she drank just now belonged to this Sandora version of processed products.
"Bah, fake wine!"
Sandora spat indignantly.
Wendy felt that other seance masters might have commented on Sandora's version of seance wine in the same way.
Poor Leina didn't know that the divination that she had worked so hard to bargain down and considered to be quite credible was actually given by such an unreliable guy, and she was still following the path of "fate guidance".
When she arrived at the breeding house the next morning, Dean had just prepared to send away the first batch of royal geese. All of them, including the A-level shield-dancing swan, were packed and handed over to Ryan.
A small group of knights walked out of the breeding house carrying large and small bags. At that scene, Leinna almost thought that the breeding house had gone bankrupt and was mortgaging their property.
Fortunately, the real owner, Yu Sange, came out quickly and put an end to her unreliable thoughts.
Seeing the knights gradually walking away, Leina stood there and thought for a while, as if she had obtained some key information, the sparkle in her eyes became more intense.
So when Dean closed the door and was about to go back to the house, he heard a strange voice from above his head.
He raised his head and found that Leinna had been pressed against the wall without knowing it, with only half of her face exposed. She said pitifully: "Boss, are you looking for a working girl?"
This way of appearing was special enough. Dean raised his head half-way, and after being speechless for a while, he couldn't help but tactfully suggested: "...You can enter the house through the front door."
"Okay, boss!"
After receiving the response, Leina instantly let go and landed on the ground, trotting into the breeding room from the main entrance.
The shout of "boss" was extremely loud and clearly fell into the ears of the three people in the yard.
"...Please don't take advantage of this verbal advantage. Our breeding house refuses to buy or sell by force."
It was also the first time I encountered this type. Dean twitched the corner of his mouth and corrected him.
He has seen people forcibly calling them "husband" and "wife", but it is really rare to call them "boss" in such a hurry.
And it’s the kind that won’t change no matter what.
"Got it, boss!"
Leina entered the breeding room and quickly found a seat to sit down.
Dean couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.
Lucy and Ronan, who were also in the yard, were obviously at a loss. They looked at this exorcist girl who looked more like her family than they did and backed away.
Even Dean felt embarrassed for Leina when he saw that evasive attitude.
However, the person involved didn't feel anything at all. Not only was he not embarrassed, he took out a handful of candies from his pocket and tried to bribe the "old employee" very naturally.
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