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Chapter 366 365: Mr. Light, Do You Trust Your Guards?
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Chapter 366 Chapter 365: Mr. Light, Do You Trust Your Guards?

The situation inside the town hall was much better than the inside. It was packed with men dressed in metal armor, servants who wore the highest-grade silk, and even a few purple dogs happily ran around.

If anyone only saw the inside of the town hall, they would have thought there was nothing wrong with Jelly Town. Instead, they would have thought that Jelly Town was thriving as it continued to expand under the leadership of Mr. Light.

"Scholars, please take a seat. I would like to propose to you." Mr. Light calmly said as he sat down on a leather chair. Gesturing for Yoze and Evi to take a seat across from him, there was a fancy leather couch.

"Sir Yoze, could you keep standing? I don't think my couch can hold someone your size and weight." Mr. Light said shortly after.

Evi and Yoze glanced at each other and smiled as they found it funny that someone here would actually dare to point out something so obvious. Normal people would have hesitated before trying to hint at the possibility that the couch might not be suitable for Yoze.

In most cases, the host would tightly seal their lips and not say anything, only praying in their hearts that Yoze would not break their precious furniture.

Yet for Mr. Light to point it out without a change in facial expression slightly amused Yoze and Evi, who knew he wasn't planning to sit on the couch. Luckily for Mr. Light, his rudeness didn't change their opinions of him since it was already in the gutter from the start.

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"That is no problem, Mr. Light. Evi, go take a seat. You don't have to remain standing for..." Before Yoze could finish his sentence, he noticed that Evi had already gotten comfortable on the leather couch.

"Oh, Yoze, what were you saying just now? I apologize for missing it. This couch was just too comfy." Evi smiled at Yoze with elegance as he didn't bother to act as if he was apologetic.

If he wasn't in the presence of Mr. Light and ten other guards, Evi would have stuck his tongue out.

"Oh, it was nothing. Just make sure you are comfortable." Yoze grinned as his eyes shimmer with colorful sparkles.

Evi immediately felt a shiver crawl down his spine as he noticed the faint, colorful sparkles in Yoze's beautiful eyes become slightly brighter as they flashed rapidly.

"Shit! Every time Yoze's eyes look like that, he is thinking of something diabolical. I need to make sure to lock my doors tonight. Also, move all my furniture in my room to the door to block it...and sleep with one eye open." Evi gulped in fear as he tried to mentally prepare himself for the consequences of his actions.

As Evi's and Yoze's little playful game happened right in front of them, Mr. Light and his company guards all felt a tension between them. From an outsider's point of view, it looked as if these two scholars were having a hidden conflict, which excited them a little.

It wasn't every day that ordinary people could see two scholars openly conflicting with one another. Most of them had only read it in drama books, where the two scholars fight over the love of a beautiful, humble female servant.

"Am I the beautiful, humble female servant in their eyes?" Mr. Light thought to himself and touched his face as he pondered.

"Mr. Light, what would you like to discuss with us?" Evi asked as he tried to hide his terror.

"Hmmm, yes, I would like to hire you to advise me on improving Jelly Town. I believe you have already thoroughly heard the news that the town is on the verge of dying."

"As someone who has been chosen to take over this town, I would like to have it not die under my ownership. So I would like to hire you for 50 silver per day for your help." Mr. Light got straight to the point, knowing that Evi and Yoze already knew why they were there.

"50 silver is quite a high amount for a scholar to get without having a fantastic record. Since I don't have much knowledge of you, I hope that this is enough."

"You are right, Mr. Light. 50 silver is enough to pay for the services of an ordinary scholar. Even I would accept your offer, but this is only enough to receive my advice as a scholar but not my other services." Evi said patiently.

"Your other services? I have never heard of a scholar doing anything other than advising their clients." Mr. Light raised his sharp eyebrows as he questioned Evi.

"Of course, that was previously the case before the existence of Super Scholar. Super scholars are scholars who have not only been trained as scholars but also as martial artists."

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"Before you question the use of a scholar who knows martial arts, Mr. Light, I would like to ask you, do you trust your guards?" Evi asked.

As Yoze's first student and best friend, Evi wanted to ensure he spread the word about their Super Scholar status. It was difficult for most people to have enough money to hire ordinary scholars, much less famous ones.

When people think about scholars, they only imagine two things: expensive and books.

"..."

Mr. Light opened his mouth as if to reject Evi's statement but suddenly tightly closed his mouth. His face turned grim as he didn't dare look any of his guards in the eye.

Mr. Light's silence was more than enough to answer Evi's question, so he continued with his advertisement.

"That is one of the many useful situations hiring a Super Scholar comes in. Not only will we be able to give you advice, but we will also protect you and help you enforce our advice."

"As my teacher once said, 'Knowledge is useless without action. Only those with power and information can reach the top.'"

"My first advice to Mr. Light is to hire us Super Scholars so we can truly help you change this town for the better and not face a gruesome death," Evi said with a serious face.