I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

Chapter 125. City Lord's Mansion

Jake was not only a good tailor, he was also a skilled barber, even though he had always been the only customer.

Char was still a wanted criminal, so he could not be brought out just like that. The mayor's mansion would not allow him to bring in an apprentice with a 'hooded face', so he had to be tidied up.

Jake changed Char's hairstyle and stuffed two pinkie-sized walnuts into his mouth to make his cheeks bulge. He then brushed his face a few times.

Char took a look at the mirror.

'Damn it, I still can't escape.'

Jake's judgement was extremely poor, and his disguising technique was more of an ugly thing than a disguise.

Now that Char was so ugly that even Evelyn could not recognize him, the Dark Elf laughed so hard that she could not even stand straight.

"You're like a hairy sweet potato, thin at the top and thick at the bottom, and the surface is full of potholes," Evelyn commented.

However, his appearance had changed, so no one else could recognize him.

Jake seemed to be taking revenge as he revealed a rare satisfied smile and brought Char to the City Lord's residence.

"Jake."

The steward of the City Lord's castle bowed deeply to him, his attitude even more respectful than Duke Saxson, who was the City Lord.

Jake pointed at Char with a long face.

"This is my new apprentice."

The butler looked at Char with a weird expression, but he did not laugh out loud.

He did not ask for Char's name, but only nodded to indicate that he could go in.

Jake was like a master chef in a high-class restaurant preparing to personally serve the dishes. He stood straight, one hand behind his back, and the other holding the clothes he had prepared for Madam sakson as he slowly walked forward.

The two of them passed through a stone path that servants used, and before they reached the front hall, Madam Saxson personally came out to welcome them.

"Sir Jake, it's you!"

From the Duchess' eager eyes and the way she took the initiative to welcome them, it was not difficult to tell that these two people were not as simple as a tailor and a customer. After all, 99% of her eyes were on Jake, while the remaining less than 10% was on Char.

Char rolled her eyes in her heart.

Although Jake was not handsome from a human's point of view, to the elves who were beautiful because they were thin, this kind of skinny dead face was quite a symbol. Just like 30 years had passed, the public's definition of a handsome man had gradually changed. You could not tell whether this was progress or regression, or if it was stagnant.

Not to mention that when he stood next to Jake, he looked even more handsome.

The two of them only met for a moment before they walked in intimately, hand in hand, and Char instantly became a foil.

"Madam, these are the clothes I've prepared for you,"

"I'm not busy. I've just made coffee. We haven't seen each other for a while, so we need to have a good chat."

"Just three days, Madam."

Madam Saxson immediately quoted an Elven poem to express something. Then, she realized that she had gone too far, and sneaked a glance at Char.

"He's my apprentice. It's fine."

Jake then waved his hand at Char. "You can take a walk around the City Lord's mansion, there's nothing much to do for now."

In other words, he wanted Char to do what he was supposed to do.

Madam Saxson was afraid that he would be too timid to go too far, so she handed him a nameplate.

[Mansion Pass: You can move freely in nine areas of the mansion, including the front hall, the stable, the flower garden, the kitchen, and the wine cellar. Your reputation is friendly by default.]

'F*ck, this woman is really good at picking up men.'

Char took the name plate and left.

He came to the flowerbed.

The large parterre was filled with precious flowers and herbs.

Char looked around and saw that there was only one Duke's dog and no one else.

The dog was only a level-16 Magic Beast. It was furry and looked like a Samoyed. The reason it was so precious was because it would never grow up. It would always be so small, which was why it was so loved by Duke saxson.

Char grabbed the dog's front paw, turned it around, and pressed it to the ground. The male dog immediately stared at him in fear.

He made a few hand gestures and pointed at a rune pillar by the flowerbed.

"Go."

The intelligence of Magic Beasts was enough to understand such simple instructions, and they hurriedly nodded and stuck out their tongues.

Char let go of it, and it obediently ran to the rune pillar, raised its hind leg, and gave it a bath. At the end, it even looked at Shaya with a fawning look.

"Good girl."

The rune pillar was wet, and dog urine had formed a pool on the ground. Shaya threw a [Lightning Arrow] at the dog's pee, and the rune pillar was burnt black.

This was considered an empty-handed skill, not a deliberate destruction, but a small trick.

Char beckoned to the dog, and then brought it to dig in the garden.

Like the witch's treasure in the rotten forest, this thing was also randomly located, but it was rhythmically random. There were only four fixed locations, and Char found the bag that contained the scumbag prince's corpse in the second one.

This dog had also put in a lot of effort, so Char gave it a portion of the jerky and kept the rest.

[Unknown Dried Meat (Ingredient)]

[Cursed Item]

[Its size was very standard, and the color was fine, but reason told you that this thing couldn't be eaten.]

This mission was naturally not that simple-its reward was not only the friendship of Jake, a master-level tailor, but also the possibility of changing his class to Skinner. Although they were both thieves, this was a class that specialized in attack to the extreme. Furthermore, they bled a lot when they fought. It was simply a playground for cult film lovers.

Therefore, from the moment the dried meat was placed into Char's bag, a sharp and venomous voice appeared in his ears.

"Bastard, you dare to desecrate my body!"

"Shut up, Prince Leslie. If you wish to return to the court of the Holy tree, from now on, don't come out without my permission."

"You're so silly!"

Leslie was like a chicken that had its neck grabbed, and the curse words that she had been preparing for a long time were suddenly squeezed back.

As a Royal Elf, he would not die so easily. The Holy Tree's blessing allowed his resentment to merge with his soul, turning him into a spirit that lived on these pieces of flesh. Even if they were burned to ashes, he would attach himself to any speck of dust.

The form of existence of such a vengeful spirit was very painful. He would constantly feel the scene before his death, which was the process of Jake dismembering himself. As time passed, this pain turned into a perverted and vengeful emotion, which also strengthened the resentful soul.

There were only three ways to make him disappear. Let the level 70 High Priest release him from purgatory, let him return to the court of the Holy Tree, or kill Jake to vent his anger. There were no other methods, so Jake often could not escape his fate of death.

Most Elves did not know about this and would be threatened or even dominated by vengeful spirits, but Char had pointed out their biggest weakness, and they could only accept it.

"I promise you, b*stard."

"But if you kill Jake, I'll tell you a secret," Leslie said bitterly. a secret that will make you a pure elf and rule Andaheim!

"Oh?"

Char blinked.

"Then what secret is it?"