Chapter 927 Olivia's Decision
Chapter 927 Olivia's Decision
"I'm home?"
Having heard Leon's footsteps a long time ago, the red-haired chief did not look up at him. Instead, he continued to use the scissors to point at his hair and asked casually:
"Have you arranged everything for the Underworld Branch?"
"I think we are on the right track..."
After opening his mouth to respond, looking at the red-haired director who was still gesturing, Leon couldn't help but ask curiously:
"But Chief, what are you doing now? Getting a haircut?"
"I am temporarily transferring the control of [Blood-Slaying Hair]."
After explaining what he was doing, the red-haired director finally determined the approximate location. The bronze scissors in his hand closed with a click, twisting off a strand of bright red hair. He then raised his hand to wave away the scattered hair and explained calmly:
"Although this thing is my anomaly, it also bears the responsibility of protecting the [Eleven Ant Nests]. Therefore, if I want to leave the capital, I must first hand over the control of [Blood-Slaying Hair] to the successor to ensure that the most important ant nest will not have any problems."
Leaving the royal capital?
Leon couldn't help but blink when he heard this, and then asked in surprise:
"What happened to me during these days at the Underworld Branch? How come you are also going on a mission?"
"You're overthinking it. It's just a vacation."
After glancing at the strand of white hair on Yanang's head, the red-haired director temporarily stopped the scissors in his hand and said with a smile:
“Because I have to stay in the capital all year round to ensure the safety of the Eleven Ant Nests, my on-the-job time is the longest among all the branch directors, and I have never had much time to rest.
At the moment, the King of Slaughter Society is seriously injured, and you have transformed the Death Realm into a branch of the Underworld. It is rare to have a period of peace and quiet, so I plan to find a good place to relax for a while."
I see……
After listening to the red-haired chief's explanation, Leon nodded in realization, but soon felt that something was wrong.
Based on my understanding of the director, she seems to be the type who prefers to be quiet rather than active...or to put it bluntly, no matter whether she wanted to "move" before, she would just "be quiet" after drinking too much.
For her, the fun that can be brought by going out to relax is far less direct than a sip of good wine, so...
"where do you want to go?"
After showing a look of great interest, Leon put his hands behind his back, grabbed the black goat's head, and then asked with curiosity:
"I just finished my work at the Underworld Branch, and I'm planning to take a few days off. Can you tell me how you plan to relax? Maybe I can give you some advice."
"..."
"..."
"You really..."
After a brief silence, the red-haired director looked at Leon's right hand behind his back and shook his head helplessly.
"You're suspicious of me even because I'm on vacation? You're too defensive. Can't you be a little more sunny?"
"You lied first."
Seeing the red-haired chief revealing himself, Leon took his hands out from behind his back, and while openly taking the black goat for a lie detector test, he squinted his eyes and said:
"I respect other people's privacy. I can choose not to ask if you don't want to talk about it, but there has been something wrong with you since I came back, so there must be something wrong!"
"I'm normal, what's wrong?"
"It's just that you act so normal that's wrong."
"..."
"Stop pretending."
Seeing the speechless look on the red-haired director's face, Leon became more certain of his guess. He curled his lips and said directly:
"From what I know about you, you should have started drinking while working when you have nothing to do! If you were really 'normal', you should have been drunk when I came back. Besides, you would wink at me while drinking, asking me if I could advance you next year's salary after I became a director, or encouraging me to ask Taurus Director for the beads of the god of wine.
Even if I disagree, you might even threaten me under the influence of alcohol, saying that if I don't help you get the [Wine-soaked Beads], you will go to Veronica to report me for sexual harassment or something like that. How could you be so serious like now?"
"..."
Although these are all groundless assumptions about myself, they sound like something I would do...
Faced with Leon's reasonable analysis, the red-haired director, who was speechless for a moment, couldn't help but smack his lips, then decisively gave up the idea of concealing it, and nodded simply.
"You're right. I'm hiding something from you."
"then you……"
"But I won't tell you."
"..."
Leaning back on his wide chair and leisurely crossing his legs, the red-haired director looked at Leon who was speechless and said with a smile:
“Even if you are now a director and your position is half a level higher than mine, you can’t make me obey you in everything, right?
As for what I want to do after leaving the capital, if you can guess it, guess it yourself, or if you can catch up with me, you can chase after me. Anyway, I won’t tell you anything~"
"Really not?"
"Don't tell me."
"Do you want to think about it again?"
"no need."
The red-haired director smiled confidently, swaying briskly on his toes and said:
"Today you are...you?"
"I guessed that you might cause trouble for me, so before I came back, I went to see Mr. Taurus and asked for the Dionysus's beads."
After tossing the small ball in his hand that was only the size of a beer bottle, Leon grabbed the fragrant [Wine-soaked Bead] back into his palm, blocking the red-haired director's wolf-like gaze, and then slowly spoke:
"You have one more chance to reorganize your words. Do you want to say it or not?"
"I……"
Strange? What's the secret? How could she be so strong this time?
After looking in surprise at the red-haired chief who was still resisting stubbornly, Leon thought for a moment, then under the black goat's panicked gaze, he reached out and pinched open its mouth, moving the [Wine-Soaked Bead] to the side as if to stuff it in.
"If you don't tell me, I'll feed it."
"..."
"Director, you know, I have killed the god of wine, and this bead will melt when it comes into contact with saliva, so..."
"Feed you!"
"ah?!!!"
In the face of Leon’s extremely shocked expression, the red-haired director actually retracted his gaze, clenched his fists and grunted with gritted teeth:
"It's just some wine, I...I can handle it!"
"..."
No... this isn't right, is it? Are you still the alcoholic director I knew?
Seeing the red-haired chief still refusing to surrender at this moment, Leon couldn't help but feel confused, and couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
However, just as he was stunned, a few strands of red hair that had been cut off by the bronze scissors had quietly "swam" over under the cover of the carpet, climbed up from the black goat's hair, and strangled its pinched open mouth!
(End of this chapter)