Chapter 70 Sweet Sweet Home II

"Boss? are you listening?" Andre saw that Constantine wasn't paying attention and was once again deep in his mind.

"Ah, sorry... I had some funny thoughts in my mind, they were about some big stupid horse that can talk but doesn't know math, isn't that something really stupid?~ what a foolish horse." He laughed heartily but only one person found amusement in that joke, Raki.

"..." (Andre, Sophia)

"..." (Anya, Malik)

*PFT!* (Raki)

"That horse... is it male or female?" (Zamira)

The reactions were rather mixed with Sophia asking Zamira if he drank the night prior.

"Y-Yes! He drank a lot!" Zamira blushed and yelled, prompting the rest of the family to sigh in comprehension.

"I see, no wonder."

[I will increase your karma!]

'Hmph! Go ahead, in any case, I'm already drowning in debt, even if you increase ten or a million so what? now stop talking, you're distracting me, look everyone's looking at me like a madman because of you.'

[YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID NONSENSE!]

'...' Constantine decided to stop paying attention to the babbling horse and focus on the matter at hand.

Being ignored by the family a man was standing nearby questioning his prudence were he to remain close to this family, especially the man with a mantle on his head.

"So tell me, Joseph was it? cockroaches, rats, ghosts... horses... what does this property have for you to sell it so cheap?" Constantine glared at said man for the first time and as a response, the person, Joseph, coughed slightly before recomposing himself.

'Why are horses no good?' He asked inwardly, deciding to ignore the words of the person who is the one in the group who likely has the most screws loose.

"Sir, I assure you there are no ghosts in here."

"So there are rats, cockroaches and horses?"

"No Sir... but there are vagrants that have taken over the property and other cultists from profane sects that perform their sacrifices here too."

"And you're telling me there are no ghosts?"

"Sir, ghosts don't exist."

"Do demons exist?"

"Yes?"

"Then how can you tell me ghosts don't exist if there are demons?"

"M-Master, you're troubling the agent."

"I'm just saying... I don't want to buy a property with ghosts, I can kick the asses of some cultists, but I can't throw ghosts out..."

"Sir, I swear for my life there are no ghosts in here."

"Very well, If I see even a single one, you should know I'm going after you."

*BANG!*

A fierce kick was heard from one of the sides of the house at that moment and the agent started to sweat bullets, they all glared at him.

"That must have been a drunk vagrant, I assure you it is not a ghost!"

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'Why are you acting as if a vagrant is not any worse?'

...

*COUGH!*

"Allow me to tour you along the property's area." The man tried to deviate from the topic, he had to save his skin in or way or another, it is better to tour this guy around and show him that there are no ghosts.

"This is the warehouse." The moment he opened the door a man covered in rags woke up upon the shine of the sunlight, who knows how many days he has been in here without a single wisp of light.

"We won't be responsible for taking them out, once you purchase the property, you can then lawfully take out any intruders, sir."

"That's nonsensical." Andre couldn't believe that they'd have to do the cleaning themselves, no wonder the property is this cheap.

As if he didn't care at all, the vagrant threw a few curses and went back to sleep.

"Don't worry pal, I'll be back for you soon enough." Constantine said those words as they continued their tour.

"Take your time, pussy!" That vagrant was fearless.

...

"This is the farming area, it used to be filled with crops but..." Joseph explained as they walked the vast empty lands that were burned from previous events, devastating whatever growth had occurred here.

"No need to explain."

"There is a small river a few kilometres away from where a well used to be placed, it is no longer.

"Where exactly is the area limited? if I want to place a fence, how wide should it be, what exactly are this place's limitations and measurements?"

"Rest assured that you can expand the farm's area as much as you'd like so long as it is not towards the town, sir, the only advantage you can have with the town is the fact that the western gate is close and there should be guards in there, the town doesn't make itself responsible for any incurred damage, that's one of the catc- *cough!* disadvantages..."

Then came the indoor tour, thankfully, aside from some vagrants here and there, blood spilt everywhere, mysterious cult symbols and some sacrificed animals, there was nothing left.

By the time the tour ended, Zamira hoped her master would reconsider, but Constantine looked rather happy with everything he saw.

"No ghosts, good."

'Is that what you're worried for, master!?' They wanted to spit blood when he said that.

"The place is perfect, we're getting it...

'PERFECT!? I WOULDN'T PAY A SINGLE SILVER COIN FOR THIS!' The purple-haired beauty thought but to be fair, Zamira wouldn't pay a single silver coin for anything, perhaps cheesecake for him.

"Then I will prepare the paperwork." The man smiled as if a mountain had been taken out of his shoulders, he couldn't believe such a dumb customer existed.

"By acquiring the property the city lord or town lord or whoever manages the town can't come and tell me to leave at any given moment, they can't tell me what I do with it, how I remodel it or anything... right?"

"That's correct, in fact, in the case of other properties, refurbishment and rebuilding are not allowed, much less expanding the property's limitations but in the case of this property you will be fully authorised to do whatever you want with it and by expanding it further you're doing the town a favour... it is a once in a lifetime opportunity, it will be also protected by the town guards were anything to occur, theoretically, this is still within the town's borders."