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Chapter 37: How to Become Filthy Rich

At this moment, on a bench in the academy’s lakeside park.

A chubby guy and a tall Magician each held a student badge and a lock of hair, grinning lecherously at one another.

While Ashura was still lost in fantasies of spending those 1 200 credits, the fat man slapped a greasy hand on his shoulder and said, “Brother Kyle, the thing you brought is truly great, I absolutely love it!”

Ashura immediately put on a fawning smile and replied, “Right, Senior, sincerity is my brand! You like Magina? Why collect her personal items?”

The fat man blushed shyly and said, “One day I accidentally bought a rookie-beauty trading card featuring the top 10 freshman school belles; when I read Magina’s profile I fell for her fiery red allure.”

“I have secretly watched her a few times, and the more I look the harder I fall!”

“Yesterday I couldn’t hold back and posted a quest; I expected a cup she had drunk from or a spoon she had used, but you gave me such a huge surprise that I must keep it close to me!”

Ashura clicked his tongue at the fat pervert who was lost in ecstasy over the hair.

So this guy turned out to be one of their dorm’s pin-up card customers, definitely someone Boss Jin Ze had recruited.

Ashura patted his chest and guaranteed, “Senior, as long as you can pay, I can get you Magina’s clothes, pants, belt, or socks!”

The fat man grabbed Ashura’s hands in excitement and said, “Really? You can really do that? I’ve got plenty of credits, just go get them!”

“If you can arrange a meal for me with Magina, I’ll give you 10 000 credits!”

Ashura’s mind buzzed, all other sounds faded, and only one voice echoed inside: “10 000 credits…”

He re-evaluated the sleazy fat man and wondered whether all upper-grade students were this rich or whether this guy had some special talent.

Ashura then leaned in like an old buddy and said, “Relax, Senior, I’ll go figure out the arrangements, but greasing the wheels costs credits, sometimes we have to pay people off.”

“I’m not asking for credits right now, I just need to know whether you can cover those costs.”

The fat man puffed up and said, “Brother Kyle, I won’t brag about other things, but when it comes to credits there are few in our academy richer than me, Salmon!”

“Besides, I’m not even in the combat division, so apart from indulging my hobbies I have nowhere else to spend credits!”

Ashura asked, “Senior Salmon, you’re wearing a Forging Academy uniform; are all forging students this wealthy? How can I become as skilled and rich as you?”

A few flattering words made Salmon float with pride; he puffed out his belly and said, “I am one of the Forging Academy’s finest rune-engravers!”

“Many Magic and Warrior students pay me to inscribe runes on their gear, that’s why I have so many credits!”

“But brother, this isn’t your line of work, you can’t earn credits the way I do.”

“Still, Brother Kyle, when you need runes engraved on your equipment come to me and I’ll give you a 20 % discount!”

In just a few sentences Ashura had uncovered the fat man’s background and learned how amazing rune-engravers were!

“Having people beg you while you earn piles of credits!” Ashura felt genuine envy and also wanted to become a rune-engraver so he would not have to pay others to inscribe his equipment.

At that thought Ashura decided he should act, either by visiting the library for books on rune engraving or by asking that unreliable Fourth Brother.

He chatted idly with Salmon for a bit, then prepared to leave, agreeing to contact the fat man the moment he obtained more of Magina’s belongings, for which Salmon promised a sky-high price.

Watching the black-haired boy walk away, Salmon said sincerely, “Brother Kyle is truly a good man!”

After speaking, Salmon lifted the fiery red hair above his head with both hands, staring at it in the sunlight and losing himself in fantasies.

Suddenly a sword flash wreathed in red flames slashed between his hands, and the red hair curled up and vanished in an instant.

Salmon froze, then glared in rage at the assailant, wanting to see which bastard had destroyed his treasure.

He even forgot he was a non-combat student and wanted to charge forward and fight.

But when he saw who it was, he was rooted to the spot.

The girl before him had blazing red hair and an intimidating Horse-Cutter Sword, leaving no doubt she was the beautiful maiden who haunted his dreams.

Before he could cry out in excitement, that flame-shrouded Horse-Cutter Sword was already resting on his shoulder.

He could clearly feel the heat radiating from the sword, and the little curls at the side of his head became even curlier.

The fat man trembled uncontrollably; he never imagined such a gorgeous girl could wield a sword so terrifyingly.

Magina said coldly, “Tell me every detail about you and that guy just now; if you leave out a single word I’ll scrape off your body fat and use it for lamp oil!”

A surge of urine instantly turned into a warm flow between Salmon’s legs; Magina wrinkled her nose and glared.

Frightened, Salmon stammered out the entire deal and conversation between him and his good brother “Kyle” to the furious girl.

After hearing him out, Magina let out two cold laughs and said, “If I ever see or hear of you collecting anything related to me again, I’ll slice you into pieces and bury you in this grove as fertilizer!”

“And another thing, you are not allowed to corrupt him from now on, got it?”

Salmon: “???”

He understood the first sentence, but he really didn’t understand the second.

Corrupt whom? His mind stalled, but when he saw Magina’s raised eyebrow, he immediately shouted, “I hear you, I hear you! I’ll never dare again!”

Magina slowly lifted the Horse-Cutter Sword from his shoulder, and Salmon felt as though his collarbone had been crushed.

He wanted to visit the Herb Hall for some pills to treat his injuries and then return to the dorm to change his pants.

He now felt no admiration for Magina, only deep fear; the girl with the Horse-Cutter Sword was simply terrifying.

After pulling back her sword, Magina ignored the lecherous fat man and turned away, having already hacked a certain person ten thousand times in her imagination.

She had felt that the scoundrel was up to something today, but she never expected he would actually trade her hair for credits!

The more Magina thought about it the angrier she became; she had unconsciously triggered her family’s amplification Martial Techniques and was pondering how to punish that scoundrel.

The scoundrel on her mind was at that moment in the library searching for books on rune engraving…

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