Bibon looked at Aslan and said tentatively: "I'm leaving at night?"
"good!"
Bibon happily said: "I'll make arrangements right away. As for the help below, you can do whatever you want to do with it?"
Aslan watched Bibon leave with a smile on his face, then slowly turned back and said unhurriedly: "Manster, you did a good job."
Munster, who was originally frightened, calmed down after hearing these words.
From Aslan's words, he was extremely confident in his own strength and did not take the nobleman in the city seriously. It also hinted that he could take over the original owner's property for his own use.
"It is an honor for me to be praised by my master."
Munster bowed respectfully and said.
A steward of a nobleman, he is not only familiar with the main city of Chester, but also has the connections of the original owner.
Never underestimate any steward who comes from a noble family, even if he has become a slave.
In the past professional experience, aristocratic butlers must know a large number of upper-class people, many professional butlers and countless servants, covering three levels: upper, middle and lower.
At this moment, Aslan was interested in looking at the little old man in front of him who was causing trouble for him.
His forehead is broad, his black hair is shiny, and his brown eyes are serious, but not so difficult to talk to that it is completely different from the decadent look he had when he first bought him.
Aslan chuckled and asked: "How do you think I can integrate into the aristocratic circle in the main city of Chester?"
Nomiri and Artoria glanced at Aslan unexpectedly.
Isn't it just spying?
Why do you want to integrate into the aristocratic circle of the main city of Chester now?
Manster had already seen Aslan's financial resources and said without hesitation: "Master, with your financial resources, as long as money opens the way, even the gods are willing to open the way for you."
"Just money?" Aslan said disdainfully.
"Of course not, money is the first priority. You also need a perfect identity, a legitimate business, and then slowly integrate into the upper class circle." Manster said.
"Interesting guy."
"Manster, how many servants do you think I should hire to show my identity?"
Munster respectfully replied:
"You should first determine where you will live. Only in this way can you know how many servants you will need."
"Well, what suggestions do you have? My request is very simple, that is, I can settle down as soon as possible. The environment here is really bad." Aslan looked at the environment around the hotel and said displeasedly.
Although it was already the best hotel around, it was still too bad for Aslan, who lived in the palace all year round.
"Based on the information I received before I was sent to the slave market, the price of a garden villa in a high-end neighborhood in the East District is about 13,000 francs. That garden villa belonged to my original owner. There is a very good one in the suburbs of the East District.
The price of a garden villa is around NT$9,000.”
Aslan shook his head. The so-called suburbs did not refer to the outside of the main city of Chester, but to the outside of the prosperous circle of the East End.
“Too far from the bustling area.”
"Master, you can choose No. 77 Tulip Street, which is located in the Third Ring Road of East District. It is close to Holy Mass Church. It is a four-story building with more than 20 rooms, stables, servants' rooms, and a quite large garden.
, there are barons, officers of the city guard, and high-level professionals living nearby..."
"The furnishings inside are very exquisite, with many famous paintings and antiques. All the furniture and utensils are enough to reflect your identity. You can rent it for a year first, and then consider whether to buy it as a whole if you feel satisfied."
"This location is good!" Aslan asked with a smile: "How much does it cost to rent per year?"
At the same time, I was secretly thinking about what kind of religion the Holy Mass Church was. From Munster's tone, I could tell that the faith spread by this Holy Mass Church was very widespread in the central plains and needed to be remembered.
Munster reported the figure seriously and skillfully: "Including furniture usage fees, two thousand xi per year."
Aslan's eyes narrowed slightly.
The denomination of one Xino coin is almost equivalent to one gold coin. The rent of two thousand gold coins per year is very high even in Merlo City, but considering that it is a single-family villa, it is barely acceptable.
It seems that I have to stay up late to make money again tonight. There should be no other time traveler like him who uses gold fingers to make counterfeit money.
"Very good, that's it, let's go see the villa!"
Aslan made a prompt decision.
After the group left the hotel, Munster rented two carriages and headed to No. 77 Tulip Street. As they passed the Holy Mass Church, Nomeli showed a solemn expression.
"A powerful person at the level of a great mentor, and the top one at that."
Hearing Nomeli's message, Aslan moved slightly, but he calmly placed his hand on Nomeli's palm.
"Let Linda and the others go check on things at Holy Mass Church tonight."
When Aslan visited the villa at No. 77 Tulip Street, Blue Star Bremen Federation, Mason strode out of the teleportation array with his travel bag in hand.
"Lord Mason! You are finally here."
Several Mello Group leaders couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Mason appearing.
Over the years, the Melo Group has trained dozens of professionals, and the strongest among them have reached the level of great swordsman. After the Lockon couple left, it was okay at first, and these professionals were fairly honest. Recently, they have begun to jump up and down, bringing the group to the forefront.
It made it a mess.
"It's okay, I'm already here, bring me those lists that are jumping up and down."
Mason showed an elegant smile.
The person in charge was Lockon's professional manager at Bremen Federal Brands and now serves as the group's CEO. After seeing Mason's elegant and confident smile, she couldn't help but be fascinated.
Mason took the list of intelligence leaders, glanced at it and said, "I just took a day off to deal with them."
"yes!"
The twenty-third floor of the Melo Group headquarters building is built for the daily training of the group's professionals. A group of professionals are gathered together. One of them has a strong aura, and the leader has faintly broken through to the mentor level. As long as there is enough time, he is expected to become a mentor.
Super strong person.
"I heard that there is a new manager coming today. I wonder how powerful he is?"
Jesdo sat quietly and meditated. He had the most advanced meditation method, and he had practiced very hard over the years. In addition, as a nominal disciple of Mason, he also received more resources than other professionals.
Now he has the strength of a magician, which is slightly inferior to those at the level of a great swordsman. However, compared to them who joined with their cultivation base, Jace is an old man who has cultivated bit by bit and belongs to the group.
"Jesdo, do you have any news?"
One of the young men with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks put his arm around Jasido's shoulders and asked affectionately.
Jesdo escaped from the clutches of the young man without leaving any trace, said coldly "I don't know!" and left.