Stop, I'm about to become a boss!

Chapter 101 Negotiation and real name (two in one)

On the chariot, Linton looked at the blurred human figure in front of him, his lips trembling.

"What did you do to Charlene?"

"Huh?" Guangying seemed to be laughing, "I just took back something that didn't belong to her."

"If you're worried about the little guy being in danger."

Throw it casually, and the girl's body is like a rag sack being blown up by the wind, drawing a not-so-elegant arc on the horizon.

Without thinking about it, Linton stepped forward to hug Charlene, checking her breath.

The little princess has already fallen into a coma, but apart from the weakness of breath, she has not suffered much physical damage, and her hands are intact, still delicate and tender.

"I know you love this Highness very much, so how could I possibly do something to hurt my business partner?" Guangying looked at the man with a relieved look, and said with a chuckle, "Now, you understand Am I sincere?"

Linton said coldly: "Take a child away from her mother, let her be tortured by unknown dangers to the point of pain, and finally deprive her of her hands, and then say that she was not harmed—do you think this is sincerity?" ?”

"Sorry, the process is not necessary for me, as long as the ending is as I wish, it is enough." Guangying said lightly, "Besides, those hands don't belong to her in the first place."

"—that's what I gave her."

Linton was taken aback.

"Do you know what that is?" Guangying seemed to be asking, but he didn't intend to wait for his answer, and said to himself, "It's the sacred remains of the Lord of Flowers."

Guangying's words were very calm, but they still set off a huge wave in Linton's heart.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Relics of God?

seriously?
Everyone knows exactly what level God is in this world.

But the light in front of him said, is this the skeleton of a god?
"Just believe it." Light and Shadow said, "The Lord of Flowers died 500 years ago, and he died a miserable death."

"The flesh and blood were removed, the bones were broken down, the soul was suppressed...by our god."

Our.God?
"Almost forgot to introduce myself."

The light and shadow trembled slightly, as if it was a salute.

"The eighth star of the Truth Society, you can call me."

"Alfa." Linton said lightly.

"...do you know me?" The light and shadow flashed, as if a little surprised: "It seems that I don't know you well enough."

Linton smiled noncommittally.

At the time of the divine revelation, he asked Pashas if he could guarantee it, and when he answered hesitantly but definitely, he had a guess in his heart.

When he was a player, he knew that Truth would have two stars in the Kingdom of Flowers, but the eighth star has always only had a name, and he never showed up until the end of the story.

"While curious how you heard about me, it's clear that the current situation is not the right place to talk about this."

The light that shrouded Ai Fa suddenly surged, and the next moment, they appeared in a simple study room.

Ai Fa sat down opposite the desk, tapped on the table, and two cups of hot black tea quietly appeared in front of them.

"Sit down, sir."

Linton raised his eyebrows, but he was not polite. He hugged Charlene and sat on the chair prepared for him, without even showing any vigilance.

——In the face of absolute power suppression, no matter how high your vigilance is, it is impossible to work.

Alfa seemed satisfied with his attitude: "So, sir, can we come and talk?"

"Before that, I hope you can answer me a few questions." Linton said lightly, "First of all, what did you do to Charlene?"

"I don't give me a chance to refuse at all." Aifa said with a smile, "Actually, I didn't do anything, but before she was born, I transplanted this remains that belonged to the gods to her."

"This holy skeleton has the residual divine power belonging to the Lord of Flowers, so when she was born, people will regard her as the 'god's chosen one'."

"Speaking of which, this little guy can receive so much pampering today, and even hold such a grand banquet at the age of ten years old, shouldn't she thank me?"

Linton was silent for a while, and instead of answering, he asked, "Why?"

"You seem to like to get to the bottom of it." Guangying said softly, "But since it's you, I'd like to explain it to you."

"Because everything I do is for."

"--you."

"For me?" Linton frowned slightly, "Then do I have to say thank you too? I'll sing you a warm four seasons again?"

"Although I don't quite understand what you mean, but your eyes don't seem to be very thankful." Aifa picked up the teacup, gently brought it to his lips shrouded in light and shadow, took a sip and then put it down, "You don't need to Doubt everything I say."

"Everything I've done over the years is for you."

Linton asked back: "To make me a god?"

Aifa seemed to be nodding his head, then shook his head again: "This is just part of the process."

"The results of it?"

"Although I don't pay much attention to the process, without this period, the result will not be born." Aifa said softly, "So I can't give you an answer until this process is completed."

"."

"I've already answered three of your questions, one more than the one you gave me, so it's almost there, sir."

Alfa pushed the holy skeleton belonging to the gods to Linton.

"Will you accept this deposit?"

"What if I don't accept it?"

Aifa was silent for a while: "You are a smart man, sir, you should know that fairness and justice are always just a joke at the negotiating table."

"If you don't accept it, I won't hurt you, but I hope you will not appear in the social environment belonging to humans or any other intelligent creatures in the future."

Although she didn't say it explicitly, her attitude was obvious.

Just because I didn't hurt you doesn't mean I won't hurt other people.

"It's really a cruel threat."

"Cruel?" Alfa chuckled and shook his head. "Sir, I have waited too long for you. During this period, I don't even know if the cost I paid can get the return I hope for."

"Most businessmen will not withdraw their investment easily until they feel that the potential of the product is exhausted, and I have paid so much, if I can't even see the face of the reward, even the most stupid businessman can use this to laugh at me Bar?"

"Therefore, I can only block everything, even what you call cruel."

After a pause, Aifa continued: "I said this not to ask you to forgive me, or anything else. I just wanted to express to you the determination of an investor."

"A determination to go nowhere."

"You overestimate me." Linton shrugged, "Even a child who makes up a story knows that it needs cause and effect. Your words, which cut out the cause and process of the incident, are completely unable to make ordinary people like me resonate with your great ideals. .”

Aifa didn't pay attention to his words of hiding the needle, but asked, "You mean to refuse?"

"No, I agreed." Linton sat up straight, "but before the negotiations start, I hope to get something for me."

"You said that there is no fairness on the negotiating table. I fully agree, but no matter how stupid a businessman is, he will not agree to the initial starting price."

"So even if you know that you will definitely accept a certain price, but the minimum struggle is to do it?"

Aifa applauded: "Please speak."

Linton spread out his hands, re-displaying the long-lost balance.

"Is it something from the god of trading, Kalmas?" Aifa is obviously well-informed, and he recognized the essence of the balance at a glance, "Do you want to use this thing to make a deal with me?"

"Since you own this object, you should also know that it is a symbol of 'fairness', but if it is a fair transaction, I will definitely be the one who suffers, right?"

"Do you think that I will agree to use this thing to sign a contract with you?"

"So, we need to fight for it." Linton grinned, showing his white teeth, "Use my life to fight for fairness."

Alfa tapped her knuckles on the table lightly: "Sir, I can think that you are threatening me?"

"Please."

"Hehe." Aifa sneered, "Do you think that if I don't let you die, you can leave this world with peace of mind? If I want you to die, how can you escape from my palm?"

"Your threat is meaningless."

"I don't think so." Linton's eyes gradually became deep and distant, "Shall we make a bet?"

"If you can't kill me, then promise me 'fairness', how about it?"

He didn't say anything about what to do if he was really killed.

Because there is no then!

Ai Fa sneered: "Your bet seems to be completely against me?"

Linton shrugged: "You said it yourself, there is no fairness on the negotiating table."

"This is what happens when the upper class meets the lower class." Aifa's voice suddenly turned cold, "You have no right to look down on me."

"really?"

Linton laughed more and more happily: "Do you really think so?"

The words fell, but there was no immediate reply as before.

After a long time, Aifa said slowly: "Sir, you are indeed very smart."

"It's not that I'm smart." Linton took a sip of black tea to moisten his throat, while his heart was beating slowly, and then continued, "The moment you made the decision to wait for me, you were destined not to The one who put the final stamp on the negotiated treaty."

"So, do you want to gamble?"

"You seem to be convinced of me?" Aifa sighed, "Sir, I like your confidence very much, but at the same time, I am also disgusted by your attitude of holding everything in your hands."

"—Especially when things are simply out of your control."

The glow shone, and space distorted.

When Linton raised his eyes again, he was already standing on the battlefield just now.

In the distance, blurred light and shadow stood on the chariot, making a cold sound from a long distance away.

"Sir, you will not die, but you will pay for your arrogance."

"What's the price?" Linton still had a smile on his face, "Skinning and cramp? Bone-crushing and soul-shattering? Don't, don't, I'm afraid it hurts. Let's just change the bet. Negotiations, after all, can only be determined after more talks." Well. Whose deal is finalized?"

"Well, if you can kill me within a second, I will not refute any further negotiations. If not, we will trade fairly. What do you think?"

Aifa only sneered: "Do you think that with your strength, you can survive my attack? Or do you think you have backup means to avoid death."

"I'm just betting." Linton said with a half-smile, "I'm betting on whether you're really willing to kill me, killing...a reward I haven't seen yet."

Aifa said disdainfully, "My lifespan is long enough to wait for ten more hopes to come. You think too much of yourself."

Linton looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "In this case, then wait slowly, and I will kill myself first?"

He picked up a bloodstained knight's sword.

little by little.

Send it into your chest.

It hurts, it hurts.

Linton's hand holding the knight's sword was trembling, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his entire back was wet with cold sweat, but he still had a smile on his face.

The sword tip pierced the skin, passed through the muscles, and reached the heart without a trace of stagnation, piercing the membrane on its surface, and then.

It's harder to get in.

"Does it have to be like this?" Aifa standing in front of Linton's voice was slightly cold, "Promise me, you will have a power unimaginable to anyone, a status that cannot be matched by any royal power, and you can enjoy as much as you wish. everything of."

Linton trembled and continued to smile: "What if the final result is that I want to die?"

"Then I will delay the birth of the result until you want to die."

"It's really kind."

"But even so, even if you don't need to sacrifice your life, you are not willing to promise me, you must follow your request, right?"

"Yes." Linton looked down at the blood from his chest converging into a pool of blood on the ground, grinning, showing his scarlet fangs, "If you can't even control your own destiny, you might as well die. "

His words were not finished.

The knight's sword pierced his chest and came out from behind, bringing up a large amount of blood.

"Then go to hell."

Aifa let go of the hilt of the knight's sword expressionlessly.

Linton's body was no longer supported.

But before he collapsed completely, he was still laughing.

"There is no fairness at the negotiating table, but there is mutual loss."

"boom--"

The dust splashed by the body's heavy contact with the ground stuck to the blood, congealed into dark brown lumps, and rolled down to Guangying's feet.

Aifa didn't care that it stained his boots, he just stared blankly at the man's body that had completely lost its vitality.

"It's really dead."

She raised her head, looked at the billowing sky and ocean, and let out a long sigh.

After hundreds of years of running around, the hope that was finally seen is ended here.

After a long time, she squatted down and looked at the man's stiff smiling face.

"Really stubborn"

she murmured.

For hundreds of years, she has traveled to almost every corner of the Calvi continent, and all she sees is still only the deep and boundless darkness.

In an almost desperate situation, she heard about the "prophecy" method of the Truth Society.

So, she joined.

Facts have proved that this "Allah" did not live up to her expectations, and truly brought a ray of dawn to her dark future that was enough to tear apart the pure darkness of the night.

But now.

The light went out.

Blown out by her own hands.

What's even more ridiculous is that for the first time in her life, an emotion called regret appeared in her heart.

If she agrees to Linton's deal, although she will suffer a loss, the light will always exist and will illuminate the road in the direction she expected.

But she didn't, or in other words, the arrogance engraved in her blood since she was born made it impossible for her to gently put down her head that was raised until death.

"You're right, it's indeed a lose-lose."

He lost what little life he had.

She lost her only hope.

After a long time, she got up again.

"You said... If I find something that can turn back time, or something else, and bring you back to life, will you listen to me?"

The wind in the moors scattered her murmurs.

But she didn't care.

Because in the future, the wind will be her only travel companion for the next hundred years.

Her life is long, as long as solitude.

But just as she was about to leave with a tired body, a shallow sentence stopped her movement.

"Unfortunately, still not."

She turned around and looked back at the chariot.

There, the man staggered and lay on the armrest, showing her a bright smile.

Brilliant, like a triumphant return.

She opened her mouth, and finally shook her head, the corners of her lips curled up unconsciously.

With a flash of light, she reappeared on the chariot.

"You win," she said.

Linton tentatively asked, "Then can we have a good talk?"

She nodded, then shook her head: "There's no need to talk, I will agree to any request you have."

Linton was silent for a while, then sighed helplessly: "Okay."

"Before then, I hope you can take off your disguise."

She was startled.

"Actually, I wanted to say it a long time ago."

He smiles.

"The codename Aifa is too ugly, it's nothing compared to your real name."

"what do you think?"

"Miss Weier."

　Sensitive "Yunbingxueyu" and "_Charlotte_" for their rewards, thank you very much! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)