Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 407

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Chapter 411

"I have important matters to deal with, and I'd like to meet Master Gordon now. Can you guys please step aside?

Thank you in advance," Vania spoke politely.

The head security let out a hearty laugh upon hearing her words. "You just want to ask Master Gordon about The

Great Chemist's whereabouts, right? Is that the important matter you're referring to?" The other three security

guards began to laugh as well.

Vania frowned as she didn't understand why they showed such a huge reaction to her words. "There are tons of

rich people like you who come looking for our master with the same excuse," one of the security guards said. All

the guards were sick for the same reason—they wanted to hear something new for once.

"I—" Vania barely got anything out of her mouth before another one of the security guards interrupted her. "Leave.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Hurry and leave now! Our master refuses to meet anyone," he said. Then, he waved his arms around to chase

them out.

There was a hint of annoyance and disdain in his tone—it was clear that the guards had encountered too many

people who asked for the same thing. However, the more the guards tried to chase them out, the more Vania was

certain of her suspicions. Master Gordon must have some insider news. The lyrics talking about the separation of

close friends might even be from Master's personal experience, she thought.

Vania used a placating tone when she next spoke. "Can you guys please help me to pass the message? My son was

poisoned, and I'm afraid The Great Chemist is the only one who can help him," she said. The rest of the security

guards cackled among themselves—it was clear that they didn't trust a word she said.

"I genuinely want to meet Master Gordon to ask him for advice on saving my son's life. I don't have other

intentions," she clarified again. She didn't know what the other people must've been seeking the master for in the

past, and she didn't understand why the master was so against meeting them.

However, when the security guards heard her explanation, they only laughed louder than before. The head security

seemed to be deep in thought for a moment. "Let me think about it… I'm not sure how many people before you

have used the same excuse." Saving one's son's life, having a poisoned lover, having parents who were critically

ill… All of these were excuses that the guards were sick of hearing. These people can really come up with the most

absurd reasons just to meet The Great Chemist!

One of the guards made a sarcastic comment concerning Vania's words. "If we had recorded all the illnesses we've

heard of, we could probably write a medical dictionary."

All the guards agreed that Vania's excuse was terrible—it was almost as if she uttered the first thing she could think

of.

"Perhaps we'd spend more time chatting with you if you could come up with an excuse that we haven't heard in the

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

past," another guard commented. He was tired of hearing the same excuses over and over again. Why can’t

people have a little more creativity? Why can't there be people who tell us something we don't already know?

Right then, a few staff members passed by with equipment in their arms. "Move along, move along…" another one

of the guards said while waving his arms. He had used the same sentence countless times that year—he felt like a

broken record.

The head security guard didn't feel a hint of empathy as he stared into the pitiful look in Vania's eyes. Instead, the

only thing he felt was annoyance toward her. "Stop wasting your time here. It's impossible for you guys to meet

Master Gordon. If you can afford to waste your time here, you might as well go somewhere else to seek help."

Even though the Legend of the Great Chemist came from Gordon himself, other troupes started to master it after it

became famous. Those troupes were performing the same track as well. So, the guards didn't understand why so

many people would approach them when there were so many other troupes within the city.

"Move aside… Move aside…" The staff members passed by their walkway with more equipment in their hands.

"The people who are using this walkway are mostly our staff members. You guys are being a nuisance by standing

around here. You should stop getting in the way of them," one of the guards said.

Report chapter Comments

Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Notify