Chapter 547: Chapter 547: Sir, Do You Raise Ear Mice?

Scarlett Jennings looked at the Ear Mouse, who seemed to have a sudden revelation, and felt an ominous premonition.

The Ear Mouse’s eyes darted around and finally settled on Scarlett’s face,

then it looked at her eagerly,

“Master, would you consider keeping an Ear Mouse?”

Scarlett: …

“No thanks, I don’t keep any.”

The Ear Mouse uncle wasn’t giving up, “I’m easy to care for, much easier than your fox!”

It had chosen this house because of that jungle playroom inside.

Knowing it was prepared for pets, it had actually been envious.

Just, since ancient times, few humans liked mice, and although it was different from rats, it was still a mouse.

Little Pretty had followed Scarlett out of the bedroom, and upon hearing this, immediately bared its teeth at it.

It hadn’t even settled the score for the stolen pet food, and now it was coveting its owner!

Seeing Little Pretty puffed up, Scarlett had to bend down to pick it up from the ground.

She gave it a casual pat and was about to sternly refuse the Ear Mouse again when Samuel Chalmers suddenly spoke up from the side.

“She won’t keep it.”

His voice wasn’t too loud or too soft, his tone casual, yet to the Ear Mouse, it felt as if it had been immensely pressured, making it shiver and sheepishly say,

“Well, let’s just forget it then.”

It swapped to a crouching position, shrinking into a big ball.

It even looked a little aggrieved.

Scarlett watched for a while, then suddenly lifted her hand to remove the chains on it, asking,

“What is your name?”

The Ear Mouse, suddenly freed, though still enclosed in a barrier, immediately responded,

“I’m called Braxton Weaver!”

Scarlett tilted her head slightly, “Surname Wu?”

Scarlett knew that apart from those few born with an inheritance, most Demons named themselves rather freely, sometimes even choosing a surname they liked.

Just like she had given Little Pretty the surname Hu at the beginning.

Same as “fox”.

This Ear Mouse named itself Braxton Weaver, could it have some special affection for the Wu and Shu from the Three Kingdoms period?

While thinking this, Scarlett saw Braxton shake its head, correcting,

“No, my surname is Master, Master Braxton Weaver, it’s a name I gave myself, nice ring to it, isn’t it?”

Master Braxton Weaver, mouse.

It did sound like a name with a certain demonic flair.

Scarlett: …

Alright, she’d thought too much about it.

After confirming the Ear Mouse’s name, Scarlett quickly drew a rune in the air, adding its name specially into it, and then cast it onto the Ear Mouse,

“I’ve placed a prohibition on you. Since you said your purpose in Sea City has been achieved, you should go back to the Mystic Regulation Office in the Capital Metropolitan and surrender yourself.”

Scarlett definitely had no time to ensure its transfer, and waiting for someone from the Capital Metropolitan might take too long.

Although she could pass it to the Security Bureau to return it, she figured it would be treated more kindly if it surrendered itself.

She didn’t sense any malice from the Ear Mouse towards humans, so she was happy to foster this goodwill.

Upon hearing she wanted it to go back and surrender, the Ear Mouse was moved and gave a couple of weak sobs, then repeatedly promised to surrender.

Scarlett then removed the barrier and as it returned to its original form to leave, she suddenly remembered something, asking,

“By the way, is there any way to neutralize the effects if the medication of that Deer Shu is accidentally consumed?”

In its original form, Master Braxton Weaver looked even more endearing and cute, but once it spoke, it was still that slightly coarse uncle’s voice,

“The powder from the Deer Shu’s fur doesn’t last as long in its effects as the demonic power from the fur itself. If ingested accidentally, it will naturally dissolve in about two to three months.”

As for any immediate remedies, it wasn’t a Deer Shu, how could it know?

Hearing this, Scarlett pondered for a moment, then asked, “Is it the same for men who consume it?”

Master Braxton Weaver seemed to be hearing for the first time about men taking this, its large ears twitched, and then, uncertain,

” It should be, I suppose.”

Scarlett then waved her hand, signaling it to leave.

Only after Braxton left did Samuel look towards Scarlett, asking,

“You just let it go like that, aren’t you worried it might escape once the prohibition is lifted?”

Scarlett replied,

“It isn’t inherently evil, merely seeking survival. Letting it escape is fine.”

The Ear Mouse was different from the previous Rat Demon; it didn’t toy with humans for amusement.

Moreover, the Mystic Regulation Office in itself exists for peaceful coexistence between humans and demons, not to make them entirely oppositional.

Hence, with some insignificant minor demons, the master’s methods aren’t too harsh.

“Besides, it doesn’t have its crime tool anymore.”

Scarlett said, as she casually picked up the box of chocolates that Braxton hadn’t managed to take away.

From Braxton’s words and its deliberate move to retrieve the chocolates, Scarlett guessed it probably didn’t have much Deer Shu fur left.

Without these “crime tools,” selling medication to aid in pregnancy was no longer possible for it.

Having dealt with Braxton’s issue, Scarlett prepared to move back with Samuel the following day.

However, before moving back, she considered it and sent a message to the person responsible for issuing tasks at the Mystic Regulation Office.

After all, her letting Braxton surrender on its own kind of contradicted the task’s requirements.

Scarlett also wanted to know how the Mystic Regulation Office would handle such situations.

The Spiritual Affairs APP has a chat window for task parties, and just as Scarlett sent her message.

Over in Capital Metropolitan, the man from Mystic Regulation Office who received it thought about it and went directly to Cassian Wolf.

When the task was originally released, Mr. Wen had placed many restrictions, eventually being accepted by a minor master in Sea City.

The man always felt that Mr. Wen’s issuance seemed specially designed for this particular master.

Sure enough, after hearing that Scarlett had sent a message, Cassian immediately raised his hand and took the tablet from him.

Dismissed, the man left, and Cassian began typing a reply into the chat box.

[The Mystic Regulation Office prohibits demons from using demonic power at will on humans, whether by beguiling them or incorporating it into medicine. If caught, imprisonment can range from 10 to 100 years, depending on severity.]

[If it really surrenders as you suggest, the Mystic Regulation Office can indeed reduce its sentence at discretion, but the task requires capturing the escaped demon and bringing it to justice, hence no points for self-surrender.]

Scarlett had anticipated this, but she accepted it nonetheless.

[Alright then, how much will the sentence be reduced if it surrenders?]

Cassian replied casually, [That depends on my mood.]

Scarlett: […]

Somehow, she felt the person on the other side handling this appeared a bit arbitrary.

She was silently making her grievances when suddenly another message came through.

[Blindly trusting Demon Beasts as benevolent is indeed naive, as a Master, you are somewhat disappointing.]

Upon reading this, Scarlett slightly frowned, then replied expressionlessly,

[I’m happy.]

With that said, she closed the chat window.

Leaving Cassian to silently stare at the forcibly interrupted chat interface, his eyebrow slightly raised,

“Angry?”

Oh, quite the temper.