Chapter 217 Package

Chapter 217 Package

"Eeeekk!"

"Who is this ugly man?!"

"D-Demon! A demon has come!"

"Look at that hideous scar!"

"Somebody help us!"

The moment Adam entered Madam Mira's clothing store, he was greeted by the genuine shrieks of the elven girls working there.

Adam involuntarily touched the scar on his face, thinking to himself, It can't be that bad...

Right?

"Huhu, come now, girls." A soothing, melodic voice was suddenly heard from inside the store. "That is not a demon, but a dear customer~"

A beautiful elf with blonde, wavy hair walked out of the store. She was wearing white robes and looked extremely pleasing to the eyes.

Even Adam was sent to a momentary daze, seeing her holy, angel-like appearance. The next moment, he hurriedly lowered his head and bowed respectfully, afraid that the elf might get offended by his prolonged gaze.

"Greetings, Madam Mira."

"No need to be so formal, Magus Adam." Mira smiled charmingly. "Come, let us speak inside."

The beautiful elf guided the youth to the seating area inside the store. After the two sat down, they were served tea and snacks by one of the elven girls working there.

She continued to secretly glance at Adam from time to time, seemingly appalled by the scar on his face. Although the youth was annoyed by it, he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he just displayed a cordial smile.

"You've grown," Mira spoke with a gentle tone.

"Yeah, I keep hearing that." Adam chuckled. He then spoke sincerely, "Madam Mira, thank you for escorting Lisa's family to Moon City. I really appreciate it."

Mira waved her hand nonchalantly. "Fret not. It was a simple transaction. I held my end of the deal, now I hope you'll do the same."

"Of course." Adam nodded. He paused for a brief moment before asking, "If you don't mind, can you tell me how the negotiations went with the Gracie Family Patriarch?"

After taking that person's contact details, Adam suddenly asked, "By the way, Madam Mira, I've been meaning to ask, do you still have those pointy hats for sale?"

"Oh?" Mira smiled and then asked teasingly, "I thought you didn't like them? Didn't you say such hats were only for oldies?"

"Huh, really?" Adam shamelessly feigned ignorance. "I don't remember saying something like that."

"Sure, whatever you say." Mira rolled her eyes yet again. She then asked with a smirk, "Why do you need them? Could it be that you've come to like them?"

Adam grinned from ear to ear. "You see, every Magus needs a trademark of sorts. Mine's going to be that hat. So when my enemies see a black, pointy hat, they will be reminded of me and tremble in fear. Kyahahaha!"

Mira couldn't help but heave a helpless sigh as she pressed her temples. "Here I thought you had grown up. You're still the same as ever. How many do you need?"

Adam's face turned solemn. "Before we talk about that, I need to know something important."

"What is it?" Seeing the youth's serious expression, even Mira turned solemn.

Adam took a deep breath and then said with a straight face, "Will you give me a discount on the hats?"

...

On his way back home, the youth continued to grumble endlessly, "Hmph, how can someone be so cheap? After all the potions I'm making, you're giving me such a measly discount?"

Although he said so, there wasn't any displeasure in his eyes. He was trying his luck anyway. He raised his hands and adjusted the black, pointy hat on his head.

"Hehe, now that's more like it."

He entered his villa in a cheerful mood, but the moment he entered, he was greeted by his butler who seemed to be on the verge of losing his sanity.

"My lord! My lord! You're finally here!"

"Barry, what happened? Is everything alright?" Adam's expression turned grim. He rarely saw his butler lose control of his emotions.

"Yes, I think so, my lord," Barry hurriedly spat out. "A package has arrived today."

"A package?" Adam was puzzled. "From who?"

Barry nervously gulped before replying, "The Nightingale Royal Family!"