{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Perpetual Daydreams","provider_url":"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com","author_name":"mii","author_url":"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com\/author\/perpetualdaydreamstl\/","title":"Perpetual Daydreams - VIO Ch 75.1 - Looking for a Scholar (IX)","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"lr2eZjTFDZ\"><a href=\"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com\/novel\/vio\/vio-75-1\/\">VIO Ch 75.1 &#8211; Looking for a Scholar (IX)<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com\/novel\/vio\/vio-75-1\/embed\/#?secret=lr2eZjTFDZ\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;VIO Ch 75.1 &#8211; Looking for a Scholar (IX)&#8221; &#8212; Perpetual Daydreams\" data-secret=\"lr2eZjTFDZ\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script type=\"text\/javascript\">\n\/* <![CDATA[ *\/\n\/*! 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They had thought to immediately call out to him, but he seemed to be in the middle of a dispute about something with a man and two guards. Vio hesitated slightly on whether or not he should interfere, but he noticed that Dawn had a severe expression on his face. It also bothered him how sloppy the two guards were at their task. It made him want to poke his nose into the matter. \u201cExcuse me. What\u2019s all this noise about?\u201d Vio called out. Right after, the four of them turned around and looked at Vio with blank faces. Vio tilted his head slightly, feeling uncomfortable. The middle-aged man with sharp eyes, Vyasa, glared at Vio. \u201cWho are you? Can you not meddle in our business?\u201d Dawn chided him with a small voice, \u201cHey, don\u2019t say something like that. He\u2019s the second son of Duke Lesserhain.\u201d \u201cLe\u2026!?\u201d Vyasa\u2019s eyes widened, and the guards hurriedly straightened their backs. \u201cPlease forgive me for my rude behavior! How could we help you, Lord Lesserhain?\u201d Vyasa asked. \u201cI wanted to discuss something with Mister Dawn Samarelli. I was going to call out to him, but he seemed to be in trouble\u2026\u201d Vio replied. The guards looked at each other quickly before they both gave Vio a look of suspicion. One of them asked, \u201cExcuse me, but could we ask you about the kind of business you need from him? We don\u2019t mean to be rude, but he\u2019s a well-known drunkard with the reputation of a quack doctor\u2026 I think he\u2019s not someone worthy to be visited by a member of the Duke family.\u201d \u201cIs that so? Even though he\u2019s known as a quack doctor, it seems like everyone who lives on 10th Avenue relies on him\u2026\u201d Vio commented before he continued, \u201cWell, that\u2019s fine. Mister Samarelli is an excellent botanist. I came to visit him because I want him to help me&#8230;. Ah, please don\u2019t worry that much. This is what a certain source recommended to me.. Jill, show them the letter.\u201d \u201cYes.\u201d Jill immediately understood Vio\u2019s intention and presented the recommendation letter he took out of his bag to the guards. \u201cHere it is.\u201d \u201c&#8230;This crest\u2026 His Highness the Crown Prince!?\u201d The guards stared at Dawn, full of disbelief. Dawn also looked bewildered, raising his right hand lightly. \u201cI\u2019m\u2026 Um, Is my name listed in His Highness\u2019 recommendation letter?\u201d Jill nodded. \u201cYes. In our first meeting, Young Master said that His Highness introduced you to us, right?\u201d \u201c&#8230; I don\u2019t remember. I\u2019m sorry,\u201d Dawn said, shaking his head. He had been too bothered to listen at the time, so Vio\u2019s remarks then had gone in one ear and out the other. \u201cBy the way, His Highness told me that he\u2019s the best of the recommendations from the list he gave me. We\u2019ve checked the others, but\u2026 Mister Dawn is the best choice. So I couldn\u2019t give up and came to see him again. Anyway, could you two please tell me what happened here?\u201d After the guards returned the recommendation letter to Jill, one of them replied to Vio with a serious expression, \u201cDoctor Dawn was making a ruckus, wanting to enter Mister Vyasa\u2019s warehouse. We thought he was drunk and speaking nonsense\u2026\u201d \u201cSo you did not listen to him?\u201d Legion pointed out with a cool tone. He had a slightly grim expression. Legion, who had a strong sense of justice, wouldn\u2019t allow that to happen. The guards hung their heads. \u201cUm\u2026 We\u2019re sorry.\u201d Legion then turned to Dawn and, with the intent to confirm his reason, asked, \u201cThen, why do you want to enter the warehouse?\u201d \u201cMy son went on an errand to this store, and he didn\u2019t come back, so I came to look for him. Vyasa said that there\u2019s no one in the warehouse, but I could see someone inside.\u201d Rille, who was standing in the back, palmed her fist. \u201c&#8230;Right. Mister Samarelli, you said that you could see the spirits!\u201d The guards became astonished and stared at Dawn. \u201cS-spirits?\u201d \u201cYou can see them?\u201d Vio nodded once. \u201cFor now, it doesn\u2019t matter whether you believe it or not. We can settle this issue by checking the warehouse. Now then, are you still planning to skimp your work?\u201d Vio said with a smile, but it didn\u2019t reach his eyes. The guards straightened their backs and saluted under Vio\u2019s frosty gaze. \u201cWe won\u2019t dare!\u201d \u201cMister Vyasa, we will check the warehouse.\u201d \u201c&#8230;I understand. It can\u2019t be helped.\u201d Vyasa guided them to his warehouse, helpless.When they entered the warehouse, they couldn\u2019t find Yuan\u2019s figure anywhere \u201cLook, he\u2019s not here. It\u2019s just Dawn\u2019s drunken nonsense. Please go home,\u201d Vyasa said, sullen. The guards looked disappointed and were about to follow his words, but Dawn interrupted, pointing at a sealed barrel, \u201cNo, check that barrel. The spirits are gathering there.\u201d \u201cIn that barrel?\u201d The guards frowned, hesitant to do as he said. Seeing how they hesitated to open a sealed product, Vio cleared his throat. They lost to Vio\u2019s silent pressure and helplessly went to the barrel. Vyasa panicked at that. \u201cHey, wait! What are you trying to do to my product? The liquor will be spoiled!\u201d \u201cIf I\u2019m wrong, I\u2019ll buy them. Isn\u2019t that fine?\u201d With Dawn\u2019s response, the hesitation in the guards\u2019 movement disappeared. \u201cThat\u2019s how it will be, Mister Vyasa,\u201d one of the guards said before he looked around the warehouse. \u201cIs there anything to break the lid\u2026 oh. I\u2019ll borrow this mallet.\u201d \u201cHey, stop it!\u201d Vyasa exclaimed, lunging at the guard. The other guard stopped him, while the guard with the mallet hit a part of the lid. Then there was a light knock. \u201cThis barrel is empty\u2026 Is it really true?\u201d Next, the guard hit it with power, making a hole, and forced it to open. Inside the barrel was Yuan, sleeping as he held a flowerpot with yellow flowers. &nbsp; &lt;PREV\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0TOC\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 NEXT&gt; &nbsp; &nbsp;","thumbnail_url":"https:\/\/perpetualdaydreams.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/11\/ko-fi-button-300x135.png"}