My Maids Are All Antagonists!

Chapter 95: One Is Not Enough, I Want Three

The moment the scroll appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

Under the stimulation of Old Thompson’s magic power, the magic fluctuation of the scroll was immediately captured by the others.

“F*ck, this fluctuation is even stronger than my advanced magic scroll. This can’t be a Tier 9 magic scroll, right?”

“It must be. Instructor Thompson is a Tier 9 water-element mage. It’s normal for him to have one or two.”

“This thing is priceless outside. This scroll alone is worth more than 10,000 gold coins outside, and the most crucial thing is that there is nowhere to buy it!”

“After all, this scroll is equivalent to a powerful strike from a Tier 9 mage. It’s a useful weapon that can turn the tide of the battle on the battlefield. Many countries would immediately store it in the National Treasury as a strategic reserve as soon as they see it, they wouldn’t sell it at all.”

“Instructor Thompson has really spent a lot of money this time. Usually, he won’t even let us take the potions that we made in potions class.”

“Hehe, do you know why? This person treats us like cheap labor. He collects all the potions that we make here and sells them to people outside, earning two incomes!”

“Good Heavens, no wonder the other teachers seem to have a problem with him. I get it!”

“I get it too!”

…

The students at the side were gossiping.

Old Thompson pretended not to hear them and introduced his scroll to Hermione and Autumn.

“This is a Tier 9 water-element magic scroll created by Master Merlin of Our Saint Bauhinia Magic Academy. A Tier 9 spell is sealed within, the Tide of the Water God. It’s an advanced water-element spell with can affect a whole area. The effects of using it in wars will be better.”

Old Thompson paused.

“This scroll, logically speaking, could be sold to the army for a very high price. It could be more than 10,000 gold coins or even 20,000 gold coins. This is already one of my last stakes.”

Old Thompson felt his heart ache as he looked at the scroll.

This was something that he had gotten his hands on with great difficulty.

Now, he had to give it away, and this made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

“Can you let us go this time?”

Old Thompson knew that the other party wouldn’t be satisfied until he cut some of his own meat.

This was a Tier 9 scroll, extremely precious, and definitely priceless.

It would definitely be enough this time, right?!

Unfortunately, if it was Autumn, she might have agreed, but this time, the person he was facing was Hermione.

This was the Unknown Witch of this continent. She could sense every movement of the other party.

The moment Old Thompson opened his spatial ring and took out the magic scroll, she sensed it — There was more than one magic scroll in the spatial ring.

There was a pile of them!

Of course, not all the scrolls Tier 9, there were also some intermediate and elementary scrolls.

There were only a few of such Tier 9 magic scrolls in the pile!

“One is too little. The three of us will each take one.”

Hermione directly said to Old Thompson.

She wanted him to give one to each of the three of them.

Hearing Hermione’s words, Old Thompson immediately coughed.

No! Do you think you’re here to buy vegetables? One for each of you? Do you think you’re choosing radishes, and you even want two for one?

This is a Tier 9 spell! A Tier 9 spell!

To any other country, it was a precious item that could turn the tide of a battle, but to you, you’re trying to stock up?

You even want more? You want three in a go, why don’t you go rob for it?

“I only have this one scroll. I don’t have any more.”

Old Thompson didn’t care anymore.

“Anyway, this is the only one. Do you want it or not?”

Taking out one scroll was enough to make his heart ache for a long time.

Now, he had to take out two more?

Hehe, just kill him.

Old Thompson did not care about his image anymore. He directly sat on the ground and spread his hands.

If you want more scrolls, I don’t have it, I only have my life, and you can take it if you want. It’s up to you to decide what you want to do.

Looking at Old Thompson’s appearance as if he did not care about his image at all, the surrounding students were stunned.

What the f*ck?

Was this still the instructor who was extremely dignified in the Academy?

With this appearance, how was he still like a noble Tier 9 mage? Wasn’t he just like a scoundrel?

His image had collapsed too quickly!

Many people looked at Old Thompson’s actions, and a big question mark appeared in their minds.

How could such a person be worthy of the title ‘instructor’?

Looking at Old Thompson, who was acting shamelessly on the ground, Hermione just looked at him coldly.

She didn’t have any intention of taking heed of his actions.

Perhaps for other people, Old Thompson’s acting skills might be able to deceive them, but the person in front of him might be one of the creatures with the strongest perceptive ability on the continent.

She had long figured out what was in his little treasury.

If he really didn’t have such a thing, Hermione would definitely have not said anything and would’ve just left.

However, against such an uncooperative person, Hermione knew what to do.

Old Thompson was right about one thing just now: Hermione was not prepared to reason with him.

She only said one sentence out of the blue.

“Your son should be in the treatment center right now, right?”

“What do you mean?”

When he heard Hermione mention his son, Old Thompson immediately put away his shameless attitude and sat up, on his guard.

He might not care about anyone else, but he would definitely care about his son.

He had poured a lot of time and effort into this son of his.

His son was also very promising. Not only was he talented in magic, but he was also very talented in social interaction.

After that, under his training, his son gradually arrived at Saint Bauhinia Magic Academy’s vice president of the Student Union.

He was about to continue to work in the Academy as an outstanding graduate, but now, he was sent to the hospital because he hit on a girl.

It had a great impact on his reputation and personal image.

Old Thompson originally thought that he would be able to settle things for his son like before, but who knew that not only did he not settle the other party, he was even settled by the other party.

Now, the other party suddenly mentioned his son.

Thus Hermione’s meaning was very clear.

Your son is still in the treatment center. You have to think it through yourself.

One had to admit that the way Hermione used the other party’s family members to threaten them was very unethical, very immoral, and very villainous, but it was also very effective.

When Old Thompson heard that Hermione was threatening his son, he immediately became listless.

“You… Don’t hurt my son. I’ll give you what you want…”

At this time, Old Thompson didn’t dare to act anymore.

Even a powerful Tier 9 mage like him couldn’t sever the relationship between himself and his children.

Even though he knew that in the eyes of outsiders, his son might not even be as good as a Tier 9 magic scroll, but to him, he had to protect his son even if it took three Tier 9 magic scrolls!

“There are two more here. Take them all, but you have to promise not to hurt my son!”

Old Thompson held the scrolls tightly in his hand and emphasized to Autumn.

However, Autumn had not expected that she would gain three Tier 9 magic scrolls without even doing anything.

This made her feel like she was dreaming.

She even forgot to answer Old Thompson’s question… …

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