Chapter 41: Matthew’s Living Room
Translator: Lonelytree
“Eh? Did that big sister with the good figure just go out through the window?”
Facing Sifts confusion, Matthew explained with a smile. “She’s a Druid.”
“Is that so…” Sif placed her hands behind her back and looked a little shy.
“Matthew, I came here today mainly to thank you for saving my life.”
Matthew was stunned. “Haven’t you already thanked me?”
He was already thinking about how to reject Sifts next visit.
However, in the next second.
Sif quickly took out a small bag from behind her and handed it to Matthew.
“Last time, it was a verbal thank you. This time, I brought a gift.”
Sif’s eyes are shining
“You won’t reject me, will you?”
Matthew stared at the luggage in his hand, unable to refuse!
[Magic Bag (Super Version): 12 slots in the shortcut bar, five cubic meters of basic storage space, zero weight, and increased movement speed]
[Additional spell: Biscuit spell (can automatically generate ten biscuits per day as food)]
“How much is this thing?”
Matthew asked in a hoarse voice.
“1400 gold coins. It cost me all my pocket money that I’d saved before I was 15,”
Sif said frankly. “But it doesn’t matter. I’ll be 16 soon. My father will give me a lot of pocket money again.”
“I can’t take it. It’s too expensive.” Matthew said with a conflicted expression. “My life is worth more than 1400 gold coins!” Sif smiled and said, “And I’ve already bought it. You know the situation in Rolling Stone Town. There aren’t many mages, and no one else can use it.”
Matthew looked troubled.
A phantom rushed into the kitchen and snatched the luggage.
“I’ll accept it on his behalf!” Peggy said loudly.
Matthew glared at her. “Did you tell her that I really want a better backpack?”
Peggy spread her hands. “I said that you only wanted an enhanced version, the one that costs 500 gold coins. Who knew that she would buy the super version?”
Sif spread her hands. “Anyway, the gift has already been given out. You can’t return it back for me!” As she spoke, she slumped lazily on the sofa.
Matthew sighed and said, “Okay, okay. I appreciate your kindness. I really need this. Thank you, Sif.”
Sif blinked. “Everyone wants you back in class-I’m interested in history, but the books are so boring!”
Matthew shook his head helplessly. “I really don’t have time for classes recently, but if you want, I can teach you in private.”
“Sure,” Sif straightened up from the sofa. “Let’s start from the ‘Hundred City
Division’. Last time, you didn’t teach me how the Seven Saint Alliance ruled the Hundred City-States.”
Matthew nodded.
He returned to his room and took out a thick history book.
Then, he sat in front of Sif and began to explain.
Rhaegar, who was trying to hide in the haystack, was shocked when he heard the conversation in the living room.
“Is it just a lecture?”
At this moment.
A carefree skeleton walked out of the kitchen door.
Rhaegar curled his body.
The skeleton circled around the windowsill and walked back.
“Fortunately, it didn’t discover me.” Rhaegar was rejoicing.
Suddenly, he heard a conversation coming from the room.
“Matthew, Matthew! I’ve found a legal, stable, and profitable way to make money!”
“Do tell.”
“We can use your charm and seduce a few underage girls to come to our house for classes. Then, we can sell the sitting area around the windowsill for a high price!”
“Huh?”
“How do you know it won’t work if you don’t give it a try? Since we have a potential customer, you should go and ask.” Rhaegar silently raised his head.
Then, he met Matthew’s complicated gaze.
“Uh, Mr Rhaegar, would you buy a ticket?” Matthew asked politely.