Sylvie Heisenberg was quite impressed by this, but still tried to bargain: "Your Excellency, add five hundred pounds, and I can let you take control!" ”

It's logical, but it's not human.

Glerint judged silently, shook his head in refusal, and replied in a deep voice:

"That's my bottom line, Mr. Heisenberg. I hope you're aware that this is still a study that hasn't really been successful. Excessive greed will not lead to cooperation, and if your sincerity stops there, I don't think there is any need for us to continue the talks. ”

Sure enough, it's a noble face who eats people and doesn't spit out bones! The party who pays the money can so brutally lower the price and grab the wealth. "Sylvie" sighed silently.

"Your Excellency, your sincerity makes me feel remorse for my greed."

"Deal, six thousand pounds, fifty-one percent of the shares. My only requirement is that you be able to pay the entire amount of money at once after signing the contract. ”

"I would like to sign an investment contract with you as soon as possible, what do you think?"

He agreed!

And he asked for a one-time payment of investment funds!

This seems to be an additional request for a price increase, but Gleilynt believes that the other party is a liar who intends to make a fortune and run away!

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"No problem, Mr. Heisenberg." Glerint agreed.

Before Sylvie could rejoice, she heard the other man add:

"Of course, before I can do so, I need you to explain the specific parameters of this steam engine, as well as the principle of improvement. Seriously, although I am a loyal believer in the goddess, I am also fully curious and interested in the magical steam machine. ”

Gleilynt was talking serious nonsense, and the smile on his face grew playful.

I believe you're a ghost!

Grandma's, didn't you say that this is a waste aristocrat with no ability at all? What is missing?

If I hadn't inquired in advance that you were an idiot aristocrat with no interest in mechanical knowledge, how could I have come straight to the door with no knowledge?

Sylvie cursed inwardly, his face gradually stiffened, and he forced a smile on his face.

"Your Excellency, the steam engine is a complicated thing. If you're really interested, I'd recommend starting with the simpler levers and pulleys. ”

"It's not early today, and I can't explain such a complicated thing to you quickly and simply."

"Maybe I can come back to visit you another day, and I won't bother for now."

As he spoke, without waiting for Glerint to refuse, he turned around and wanted to leave.

He was sure that he would not be able to gain much advantage from being surrounded by many servants of the other party when he was truly exposed.

And he wouldn't be naïve enough to hope that the other party didn't actually find out about his feet.

"Please wait a minute, Mr. Liar. If you don't want me to shout so loudly that you will be stopped by my servants when you go out! ”

Glerint opened his mouth and threatened.

Although he successfully took advantage of the loopholes in "Sylvie's" words and actions to debunk the other party, and in doing so, he received some feedback and digested a trace of magic potion.

However, he did not use verbal analysis to refute the other party, so he was not able to embody the art of "lawyer" well.

To put it simply, I want to be like a villain, explaining the superiority of my brain after winning the confrontation and contest.

The fake "Sylvie" suddenly stopped, turned around and stared at Gleilint, his pupils revealing a hint of madness.

"What do you want to do? Your Excellency the Viscount. ”

Glerint was secretly vigilant, and his thumb secretly rubbed the Ring of the Law to prevent the opponent's dog from jumping off the wall.

While he's become an extraordinaire and has benefited from the Ring of Order, a well-trained bandit can take him down in frontal combat without harm.

"Correct your loopholes, sir."

Glerint laughed with a mouthful of white teeth, and his tone was extremely twitching.

"Sylvie" snorted disdainfully, and did not move for a moment.

Seeing that the other party had no idea of making a move for the time being, Gleilynt was also secretly relieved.

"First, Mr. 'Sylvie', your workman's uniform, though deliberately wrinkled, is not in the slightest torn or oily. You probably don't know that steam engines use lubricating oil? ”

Gleilynt chuckled softly, mocking.

"If you subconsciously wear a worker's uniform, you probably won't deliberately pick a clean one."

"If you care about your image and don't want your investment to fail, you should at least change into a cheap formal suit?"

"The only explanation is that you want to reinforce yourself as an inventor, but you don't know much about it."

"Sylvie's" face gradually became gloomy, and he snorted coldly again, without arguing.

Glerint visibly felt a little lighter, and the potion had digested a little, so he became more and more excited.

"Second, you call yourself an inventor, but you don't give a half-sentence description of your work."

"Maybe a qualified 'fraudster' also needs to be well prepared?"

Seeing that the other party's face was becoming more and more gloomy, Gleilynt became even more vigilant.

"......"

Before the word "three" could be spoken, he saw that the other party's eyes were suddenly cold, and a dagger appeared in his hand at some point, and rushed towards him, incredibly fast.

"Sylvie" was so agile that Glerint instinctively dodged sideways.

Due to the distance between the two sides, Glerint, who has the Ring of Law for combat bonuses, easily dodged the opponent's thrust sideways.

However, "Sylvie" suddenly flipped his wrist and stabbed Glerint's lower abdomen with extraordinary agility! He didn't have time to react!

"Thief", "Agile Hand"!

He's an extraordinary!

"Psychic Piercing!" Glerint used his only attack skill in time.

"Sylvie" suddenly saw two silver-white rays of light shoot out from the other party's brown pupils, shining into his eyes.

The brain suddenly exploded and stinged, as if it was about to crack, and blood poured out from the nostrils, ears, and eyes, blurring vision.

Due to a headache, his attack was off target.

Then, Gleilynt felt a chill in his leg, and the delicate dagger slashed diagonally through his pants from the outside, narrowly cutting a hole in his leg.

This is a "scammer" who uses mental interference, creates hallucinations, pretends to attack the lower abdomen, but in fact attacks the thighs.

"The Extraordinary!"

A thought crossed Sylvie's mind, followed by a strong sense of remorse.

In order to hold the opponent hostage so that he could leave smoothly, he pretended to attack Glerint's lower abdomen, but in fact he only stabbed him in the thigh, hoping to make him ineffective but not fatal.

Seeing that the "psychic piercing" worked, Glerint didn't have time to think about why the dagger stabbed into the lower abdomen had scratched his thigh.

An instinctive punch slammed into the enemy's heart with all his might, causing the opponent to take several steps back.

"Sylvie", whose vision was blurred, his head ached, and his thinking was confused, did not know the enemy's methods, did not dare to dwell too much, and immediately turned around and jumped out of the window and forcibly ran away.

"Wait!"

There is a height of the fourth floor here!

Before Glerint could speak, there was a dull crash outside.

He ran to the window to see that "Sylvie" landed head-on, twitched a few times, and gradually lost his breath.

Glerint's villa was enclosed by a wall, so that others could not see the scene inside, but the ground on the right and back sides of the villa was not flush with the ground outside the wall, but with the foundation of the two-story basement.

"He probably only remembered that this was the second floor......