The two of them went all the way to Lilia's residence. Dean looked at the house that stood out among all the buildings and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
As expected of Lilia.
This house, just like her person, has "expensive" and "luxury" written all over it from head to toe.
All I had to do was stick the money on the door.
It is in sharp contrast to the various "simple" buildings around it.
...It would be better to say that there are still people who can bear to live next to her, and their mental quality is really good.
Dean glanced around at the houses of different shapes, but in front of Lilia's large villa, they all looked extremely shabby, and showed an expression that was hard to explain.
...The gap between the rich and the poor is really obvious.
Lilia herself was obviously used to this situation. She opened the door without changing her expression, took Dean to her reception room, poured him a glass of water, and got straight to the point.
"Tell me, why does this rare visitor come all the way to our remote place?"
She leaned on the back of the chair, crossed her legs, and had a half-smile on her face.
"Don't tell me that you came all this way just to provoke the dead turtle in the Gaia Tree Sea?"
Dean choked, feeling that as soon as these words came out, his style was instantly lowered a lot.
He cleared his throat, took out the materials he had prepared, and pushed them in front of Lilia.
"I want to negotiate a deal with the Witch's House."
…
"You have a really big appetite."
After reading the materials given by Dean, Lilia sighed with a complicated expression.
She rarely had this kind of experience, and Dean was an eye-opener for her.
"I don't know much about magic pets and selective breeding... Are all the things you want really useful?"
Dean nodded calmly. He even felt that this was the result of restraining himself.
He clasped his fingers and began to educate Lilia about the necessity of this pile of materials.
Hearing one professional term after another made Lilia's head spin.
Although she is a genius, she does not want to be an all-rounder.
There is no need to understand this clearly about selective breeding.
Rubbing her temples, Lilia waved her hand to stop Dean's science.
"Okay, don't talk to me about things you don't understand."
She said bluntly: "The things Lensak took from us can't satisfy your appetite?"
Dean was not surprised that she knew this and nodded calmly.
“A drop in the bucket.”
"Besides, I can't keep bothering Captain Lensak."
He smiled innocently, as if he was genuinely ashamed to bother Lensak with being a middleman.
The hypocritical and contrived expression made Lilia's teeth sore, and she couldn't help but expose it: "So you're going to stab him in the back and stab him twice in return?"
This was too ugly to say, and Dean refused to admit it.
"I'm just doing business. It won't affect the friendship between me and Captain Lensak."
The friendship between you two is based on interests.
Lilia rolled her eyes, feeling that the fragile relationship between these two people might not last long.
She was too lazy to worry so much, and after thinking for a moment, she replied: "I do know that Lensak took a lot of resources from the Witch's House, but he was able to do this mostly due to his identity."
"You should know that he is half of us, right?"
Dean nodded.
Anyone with eyes can spot the inextricable connection between Rensak and the Witch's House.
Lilia held her chin and stated the facts in a very calm tone.
"If you want to skip him and directly trade with the Witch's House, it will be difficult from a distance perspective."
"Especially for the witch who has a personal relationship with Rensak, you should take his feelings into account to some extent."
Dean also understands this, but he always believes that there is no corner in the world that cannot be dug. Those that seem solid are just because no one uses the hoe.
Lilia glanced at him and saw that the man seemed to be mentally prepared, so she gave up persuading him and began to think about the possibility of him succeeding.
"If it's a general resource, I'll help you communicate and do some scattered transactions. It won't be difficult."
"But you want too much."
Lilia held the paper in her hand and looked horizontally and vertically, all she could see was a string of blood-red "greed".
She was silent for a moment, shook her head and said: "Most of these things come from different witches. If we really have to put together what you wrote on the paper, at least half of the witches in our witch house will have to operate. It involves too much." The difficulty will skyrocket as it becomes wider.”
"I don't know if you have understood before you came here. There is not a strict superior-subordinate relationship between the witches in the Witch House. Our management system is very loose, so even those old women have no ability to control these witches. It’s not too high. If you want to take something out of their hands, it’s not as simple as just giving an order.”
"In other words, if you want to gather these, you have to go directly to the witch herself who can provide resources..."
Thinking about the generally difficult personalities of witches, and the social hell symbolized behind this short sentence, even Lilia couldn't help but feel a little sad.
She was very dissatisfied with Dean's plan, but for the sake of everyone being friends, Lilia decided to help him a little.
"I can guarantee you and let you move freely in the Witch's House, but how to get the approval of those old women depends on your own efforts."
To be honest, she thought it would be more reliable to start thinking about how to delete the content on the paper now.
Lilia snapped her fingers and poured herself half a glass of fruit wine. She held the glass and waited for Dean's answer.
"Then I'll leave it to you. I still think you have to give it a try before making a decision."
Dean smiled, his tone faintly revealing a kind of determination and persistence that would not give up until the goal was achieved.
In a few words, he showed his tenacity and unyielding will in spite of dangers.
"After all, everything depends on man-made efforts. Some things will only come to fruition after hard work."
Looking at Dean, who was speaking grandly but was actually greedy, Lilia twitched the corner of her mouth and was a little speechless.
The little mouth is really good at talking, but when it comes to paper, it refuses to change a single thing.
If she hadn't still had the materials sheet in her hand and knew the true nature of this man's greed, she might have truly believed him.
Greed will not kill you.
Lilia rolled her eyes and expressed her attitude with practical actions.
