There is no end to plans and fantasies, but having a king stand in front of his house and blow the wind is not the etiquette of hospitality after all.

Finally inviting the suspicious person into the house, Mogan remembered that the potion he had refined was still on the table—in the eyes of such a magic master, the smell and color of the material might reveal his little secret.

Fortunately, His Majesty had no interest in prying into privacy, only glancing at potions and cauldrons, and then looking at Mogan.

"So, what do you think?"

Mogan also wanted to know how he could reconcile the problem while maximizing his interests, and he could only mention the facts first.

"I am a businessman, not a brave man...... Your Majesty, you may have some misunderstandings about me. ”

He also sighed, saying that he was really overwhelmed.

Accustomed to wandering around, Mogan didn't have much need for the comfort of a place to live. His home is a small two-story building, which is transparent from north to south, and most of the furnishings except for the attic bedroom are originally furniture, which is not expensive but strong enough.

All in all, it won't get out of the way, and it can probably be used.

The parlor was the most appropriate place for Mogan to clean up by himself. During his few days in town, Mogan at home either made potions in front of the crucible here, or sat and waited for the potions to be made, while playing with his beloved gold coins or reading some magic books.

Contrary to Terran habits, dragons sleep for a short period of time, and even the weakest young dragons can stay awake for days on end due to their large shells. Although Mogan, who is not pure in blood and more inclined in spirit, is more accustomed to the normal Terran rest mode, he cannot allow himself to rest for too long until his phased plan is achieved.

At this time, Lucifer was arranged to sit in the most comfortable upholstered sofa chair in the whole cabin, filled with bird feathers, and his brow furrowed slightly after hearing the previous sentence. But before he could speak, Mogan added, "I know a little magic, but combat is not my forte. Your power, Lord Lestus, is well known, and I am just an ordinary businessman. ”

"But you're a dragon." Lucifer was puzzled by his weakness.

As soon as these words came out, Mogan was also a little dumbfounded.

However, it is not difficult to perceive the special aura on your body.

He also wondered at what point he had come to be a viable candidate for the king. But to "kill a notorious wizard", the basic identity of the dragon clan does make him meet the criteria for qualification selection.

However, there is always one of the most critical problems, after all, the wizard to be eliminated is named Lucifer Lestus.

It also happened to be the spokesperson who sat in front of him and swore that something was wrong.

"I remember that you had a relationship with the 'Boss-sama', the Red Flame Demon Dragon Silvio's senior?"

It's a very direct question, but it's better than "you've had a fight."

Lucifer nodded, "He's a warrior with a personality, and he's powerful, and I'm impressed by his gushing dragon fire. ”

"In that case, if you're looking for a powerful dragon, why don't you go to the Valley of the Demon Dragons? Even if Silvio's predecessors are old, there are other candidates. If there's any obstacle in the Valley of the Dragons, maybe you might want to consider getting to know the royal knights of the Kingdom of Cole. All of them are very talented, and there are also candidates with magical qualifications......"

With his rich knowledge of geography, Mogan enumerated from beginning to end the gathering places of almost all the warriors in the entire kingdom of Cole, from familiar to not very familiar, but at the same time checked Lucifer's unmoved expression, and found that it should be useless.

I think that the kingdom of Lestus itself will not lack such a good place to produce talents.

Mogan stopped his sincere and lengthy persuasion, and sighed again.

"So, your majesty, why did you choose me?"

A more formal, nobler title was given to the people, just because Mogan really wanted to find an answer.

This person visited inexplicably, and the opening remarks were still made with such uncomfortable wording as "brave", which made Mo Gan very uncomfortable.

Although his father in this life is a royal knight who was personally awarded the "Badge of Bravery" by King Cole, and is a de facto "brave" in the Kingdom of Cole, Mogan still can't get used to the custom of the wizarding world that is full of the atmosphere of the middle two.

When he was a child, he was given this badge of honor by his parents as a toy, and he had goosebumps.

"You may need an answer, but I have my consideration......s," His Majesty's tone suddenly stiffened at the question, "but I am afraid that I have nothing to say about this until I can trust you." ”

Looking at the king's suddenly sinking face, Mo Gan couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly.

As an "evil wizard", Lucifer has a little talent for scaring people, and may have basically mastered the skills of putting on a show.

- a little, but not much.

"But if there's anything else you need, you can really tell me." The king did not realize that this threat was not aggressive, and even tried to redeem it with appeasement, "Do you need gold?" I don't have a kulder, and the currency of Lestus has a lot of ......"

Absolutely.

Thinking so in his heart, Mogan naturally wouldn't say that.

"So, I need help with something."

The delaying tactic is also a strategy, and Mogan does not have the habit of writing empty checks, but that does not mean that he has nothing to ask for.

"As I said, I'm a businessman, so I naturally pay attention to fair trade. Of course, I can't easily agree to such an unreasonable request of yours, and I need a more convincing reason, and you don't want to explain it because you don't trust me. That being the case, it naturally takes a process to build my credit. Your Excellency Lestus, it would be better for us to make an exchange agreement as complete equals. ”

After digesting the passage for a moment, Lucifer nodded quickly, and then shook his head as if he remembered something.

"If it's a deal, I don't seem to have anything else to need."

"You said you were going to 'teach me how to kill you' and that there should be a realistic plan?"

Lucifer nodded solemnly. For some reason, whenever the topic fell around his opening sentence that made Mogan's hair shudder, the king would always become very serious with various reactions, as if a wonderful switch had been flipped on.

Even though his demeanor has been maintained at its best, and he is meticulous in walking, sitting and lying, this change in mood is still significant—one of the reasons why Mogan, who had met the royal family, believed that he was a king.

"I can go along with your plans. You propose a plan...... That is, what to do, and then I will tell you the terms of exchange. If agreed, follow the plan. I get paid as I want, and you can determine if I meet the qualifications you require – it's a probationary period. ”

"Trial?" Lucifer was a little confused, and his focus was unsurprisingly not on track.

But Mogan's calculations played well and he was quite satisfied with his performance. He is probably the most exploitative worker of the boss, and he has reserved his own remuneration range, and whether he meets the requirements is a proposition that can be manipulated at any time, according to his idea, as long as the performance is not good, it can be disappointing, which is really convenient - in the end, even the work content is likely to be more beneficial to himself.

However, he dared to say that His Majesty dared to believe it, and believed it quite thoroughly.

"Yes."

This result did not surprise Mogan, for he would not have taken all the initiative into his own hands if he had not discovered earlier that the king was not scheming, that his character was not cruel, and that he was more demanding than giving orders.

But the other party agreed so happily that Mogan finally felt his heart skip a beat.

It's just that this is not a situation he often faces, which makes him feel unpleasantly strange.

Whether as a businessman, as a man himself, or as a "brave man" as others call him, Mogan is often not afraid to speculate on anyone with the greatest malice, and the more likely the serious the problem, the more so, even if he wishes to believe his first instincts, knowing that in any case, the judgment he prefers the most is usually the best judgment, and this is not an absolute answer.

He tried his best to maintain his dignity, but he still had an irrepressible fear of failure, only because he had died once.

Mogan would never want to die a second time.

Although the person in front of him who also has the title of "executioner" is not surprising, he is undoubtedly the closest candidate to danger in terms of strength.

Given the unclear price others would have to pay, Mogan was prepared but spoke slowly.

"So Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"

His Majesty the King, who may have been scheming in Mogan's eyes, did not hesitate at all, and the two sentences seemed to have been rehearsed for a long time, and he spoke crisply and smoothly, "Then tomorrow morning, we will meet at the nearest port." I have something for you. ”

“…… I had something to do in the morning. ”

This is not a lie or some strange little trick, Mogan's original plan did have something to do, otherwise it would not have changed his words and postponed the use of Robbie's time.

"Then tomorrow, you decide." Lucifer was very cheerful, "I can do it anytime." ”

The ultimate is all opened, but it is an ordinary attack on someone else - this is not even an attack, at most it is a mouthful of milk.

Mogan took a deep breath, and in addition to being relieved, he almost didn't want to admit that he felt a kind of unexplained shame in his heart.

"In that case, what are your requirements?"

Lucifer's aristocratic posture remained the same, but there was a faint throbbing, like a calm version of eagerness. This kind of emotional fluctuation is not obvious, which is manifested in the tone picked at the end of the sentence, but Mogan, who is good at observing words and colors, can see it clearly.

In this way, His Majesty the very capable King is also very curious about what he can do for others, otherwise he would not have mentioned so many times in a short period of time, "If you need it, you can ask me for help".

Perhaps court life was too unpretentious and boring?

After spending so much effort and spurring, Mogan rubbed his temples and said the reply he had also been preparing for a long time.

"Your Excellency Lestus, I have three questions for you."