Four Split Personalities

Ivy tilted her head cutely, asking curiously, "Just because of that?"

"And also, there are actually very few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the boss in the domain of ’doing business’."

Otto shook his head, spreading his hands, "She’s a born businesswoman, a perfect trader. In fact, other than Mr. Link, I’ve never seen anyone who can make the boss this excited at the negotiation table, to make her go to any lengths... uh, you see, she’s even started using this kind of tactic."

...

"The Wealth Saintess’s original over-the-knee socks! Specially designed according to the tastes of men like you from the Otherworld!"

Fyari waved the sexy black long socks in her hand, tauntingly, "Others can’t buy it no matter how much they spend! I’ll give it to you, give me sixty percent!"

Motan expressionlessly pulled a pair of briefs out from his bag: "I’ve used these; I can give them to you too, and let you have one more layer."

"Thirty percent?! Are you fucking giving that to a beggar?!"

"Others can’t buy it no matter how much they spend, you know."

"Nonsense, your underwear is basically equipment that can’t be removed!"

"Oh, you’ve found that out?"

"So, my over-the-knee socks are more valuable!"

"Don’t say that, these briefs are blessed by me, you’ll get bigger after wearing them!"

"I don’t have those things!"

"Eh? You haven’t grown a chest?"

"Why would underwear blessed by you make one bustier, you jerk!"

"I don’t know..."

"You don’t know?!"

"But I think they do."

"What the hell makes you think that?!"

"Because... love?"

"I’ll kill you!"

...

"Hey, hey, hey, is this really a negotiation we can eavesdrop on for free..."

Otto was shocked, sweating profusely as he turned to Ivy, "Do you want to think of a way to stop it? My boss and your boyfriend have already started talking about weird things, it’s getting more and more perverted!"

But Ivy still had that smiling demeanor, shaking her head, "I don’t mind the perversion, it’s just... sigh, Lady Fyari wouldn’t compete with me for Link, right? I’m already under enough pressure."

Otto was stunned at first, then chuckled, "No, Lady, I can guarantee it won’t happen."

Ivy frowned, not believing, "How won’t it? She and Link are already swinging socks and underwear at each other! Oh my god... swinging socks and underwear..."

"As far as I know, the boss should already have someone she’s interested in, and she doesn’t really intend to get serious with Mr. Link. Those socks haven’t been worn, although she does have a habit of hiding money in her neckline, she wouldn’t let others take advantage of her."

Otto watched as Fyari jumped onto the chair, swinging the socks at Motan’s head while dodging the other’s underwear attacks, chuckling lightly, "Even a boss who puts making money first wouldn’t use herself as a bargaining chip."

"You said she puts making money first."

Ivy was still a bit uneasy, nervously asking, "If Link said he was willing to give up ninety percent... ah, don’t laugh! I’m giving an example, if Link really said that, would Lady Fyari sell herself?"

Otto suppressed his laughter, shaking his head, reassuringly, "Not to mention the odds of this happening are nearly zero, even if Mr. Link goes mad and offers us ninety percent while asking for the boss, the outcome would only be..."

"What is it?"

"It’s that the Lady would agree immediately, then find some excuse to break up with Mr. Link after signing the contract."

"Uh..."

"And if the contract doesn’t leave that leeway, like asking her for a permanent romantic relationship with Mr. Link, she would definitely not agree, because in the boss’s eyes, although doing business is always the priority, she herself is priceless."

"Hehe, well, then I guess I’ll just assume that for now~"

Ivy smacked her lips, then frowned, "But shouldn’t we really go to separate them? Those two are about to tear this shop apart."

"They should be about done."

Otto glanced around, calculating the destruction caused by the two, and looked at the two who had already put down the socks and underwear, now throwing each other’s glasses, nodding slightly, "Yes, they are almost done."

Sure enough, two minutes later, Fyari ducked under a glass cup, collapsing against the left side of the bar, shouting, "Stop!"

"Okay~"

Motan, hiding behind the other side of the bar, replied with a smile, then casually tossed out a bottle marked 888888 gold coins labelled "Money Around the World".

Bang!

A light screen with intricate patterns quietly expanded in front of Fyari, causing the falsely advertised fruit wine to shatter on it.

"Go ahead and keep being a shameless bastard and I’ll play rough, Zelda!"

The Wealth Saintess frowned, then casually sat back in her original position, completely ignoring the mess around her.

Motan also stopped making a fuss when he heard Fyari wanting to play rough, wearing a polite and courteous smile, he sat across from her, grinning, "Don’t you find it quite the stress reliever?"

"If what we were smashing were your things, it would be a stress reliever."

Fyari pouted unhappily, casually pulling out a roll of parchment from her storage necklace and tossing it to Motan, "Fifty percent, that’s it, if you haggle more, I’ll beat you to death."

Motan playfully whistled, glanced at the contract in his hand, then nodded, tearing it up.

Fyari: "..."

Otto: "..."

Ivy: "..."

"You don’t want face!"

The Wealth Saintess finally became angry, clenching her small hand tightly, summoning at least six Divine Arts arrays filled with Divine Power beside Link Zelda, her eyes brimming with uncontrollable rage, "Do you really think you can leave this door safely if we just drop it?"

In the next instant, Ivy suddenly, without warning, removed her blindfold, revealing her beautiful yet almost surreal, dark purple crystal eyes.

"Break the Eye of the World"!

The silver flash suddenly appeared, but the target was not Fyari who just threatened with death, but Motan sitting across from her.

Ivy knew that she should never attempt to harm a Saintess, so she directly locked this upper-level Magic Eye’s influence on Hei Fan, trying to forcibly initiate a space jump that would randomly appear somewhere else outside this bar.

As for herself, just as she would never wish to offend Fyari, as the eldest daughter of the prestigious Riemann Family, she wouldn’t be threatened in this situation, after all, Fyari is a businesswoman, and in most cases, businesspeople prefer ’peace and harmony’.

However—

"God said, remember to pay attention to risk avoidance."

Accompanied by Fyari’s lazy Holy Word, Ivy’s right eye suddenly blurred, uncontrollably shifting her gaze, forcibly interrupted the space jump guidance.

Soon after, accompanied by a perfectly enunciated ’cut your losses’, the force that was vaguely forming a spatial disturbance flowed back into her presumably inactive-for-a-week Magic Eye, even the lifted blindfold slipped back down.

"Calm down, Miss Ivy."

The Wealth Saintess sweetly smiled at Ivy, shaking her head, "The business isn’t done yet."

Motan, surrounded by a multitude of Divine Arts arrays, echoed, "Exactly, don’t mess around."

Faced with the fact that her equivalent to an Epic Tier Space Mage’s full power space control was easily stifled, without so much as a ripple, Ivy displayed a charming smile: "Apologies, My Lady, I was too impatient."

"Very well, shall we get back to business? Were you unsatisfied with my offer, Mr. Link?"

"Uh, no, I just suddenly felt like tearing something."

"..."

Chapter 1286: End

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