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"...Just as I decided to sleep in the wild and feed the mosquitoes, I saw you here,"

"I believe this is fate!"

"Please lend me a room to spend the night, and I will repay you once I settle down."

Garfield spoke while donning a smile that seemed to be harmless to people and animals.

At least it was supposed to be, but in Andrew's eyes it just looked plain lecherous.

'I only have one word to describe you sir, shameless!'

'How are you not embarrassed to say such a thing? Especially after stalking the poor woman to her home?'

At this point, Andrew's carriage was already near the two, so he could hear their words clearly.

The woman was visibly scared by Garfield's sudden approach, and she was just about to say a word of rejection when a golden light flashed past her.

Instead of directly agreeing, there was a look of hesitation and struggle on the woman's face.

'Interesting, so this halo can actually be resisted?'

'But if that is the case, then why did it affect her on the way home?'

'Does it lose it's effect the more it is used, or does it's effect reduce the more a person feels repulsed to what the halo wants the person to do?'

"Ma'am, I really don't mean you any harm, I will leave the first thing next morning."

Upon seeing her hesitant expression, Garfield added with a slight frown on his face.

Zoop——

Zoop——

A golden glow that only Andrew can perceive, flashed twice.

The struggle on the woman's face reduced noticeably, and it seemed as if she was about to agree.

Just as she opened her mouth, a brown substance flew over from not far away and hit the back of Garfield's head.

Splat!——

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet environment.

A few seconds passed in silence, before a scolding voice sounded from not far away.

"Hey, you, the tramp looking fella, stop bothering that lady!"

"Can't you see that you are making her uncomfortable?"

The husky scolding voice came from Andrew's carriage driver.

Garfield was in a daze for a moment, before looking down to see what hit him.

Laying on the ground behind him, was a steaming fresh piece of horse dung.

Feeling the slight warmth on the back of his head, and the foul smell entering his nostrils, Garfield got angry and scolded back.

"What the fuck are you? How dare you throw shit at me? Do you know who I am?"

The carriage driver picked up another piece of dung using his gloved hand, and responded without even looking back at Garfield.

"Aren't you just a homeless person who harasses women? What else can you be?"

"Or are you going to tell me that you are a noble or something?"

Swooosh!——

Garfield didn't believe that the carriage driver would really throw dung at him again, so he was taken aback before trying to dodge.

Splat!——

The carriage driver, Tommy, sneered.

Garfield was hit on the face, and his mouth was slightly open, so he might have savoured the taste.

He was very angry and felt like hitting someone, but looking at Tommy's burly figure, he really didn't think he could beat him in a fight.

As he decided to wage a war of words instead, and was about to scold, he heard a loud slamming sound, followed by countless locks turning.

Looking back, Garfield found that he was the only one standing in the yard.

It turns out that while he was arguing with Tommy, the lady came back to her senses, and she was very scared when she realized that she almost let a complete stranger into her house.

So taking advantage of Garfield being distracted, she fled.

The realization that his prey had escaped from him, only increased Garfield's anger.

He turned back to the carriage driver who was already picking up a third piece of dung.

"You, you..."

Garfield felt very aggrieved, as a transmigrator, how could he be treated like this?

He had just arrived into the city, shouldn't women of all kinds be throwing themselves into his arms?

Why was he embraced by dung instead?

A voice full of boredom interrupted his thoughts and brought him back to reality.

"Tommy, don't play with street dogs, it will only lower our reputation."

"Come on, let's go back home."

"Yes sir!"

Tommy responded with a respectful tone, then quickly discarded the dung stained glove, got into the drivers seat, and then steadily drove the horse drawn carriage out of the street, completely ignoring the muffled scolding voice coming from behind.

Only Garfield was left there, feeling messy in the wind, along with the small popcorn eating crowd of people that was enjoying the drama.

'Me? A dog?'

Garfield grit his teeth in anger, and swore in his heart that once he made it big, he would find the dog servant and dog master pair, then he would make them pay the price of mocking him!

...

Of course the reason his driver threw dung at the protagonist, was because Andrew secretly instructed him to do so.

He wanted to see if humiliating the protagonist would destroy his halo.

As for the results of his experiment, he was looking at them right now.

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[Main task: Destroy the protagonist's halo, and make him a normal world inhabitant.

Progress: 5%]

...

The progress increased by five percent a few seconds after the first piece of dung hit Garfield!

'Unfortunately there was no progress after the second piece of dung hit him.'

'Could it be that I have to find different ways to humiliate him?'

Andrew was lost in thought, and he even forgot the discomfort of the carriage.

'Maybe the progress of the task has nothing to do with humiliating the protagonist at all!'

'Is it because I interrupted what he wanted to do?'

'Could disrupting the work of his halo, lead to backlash, hence destruction?'

Just as he pondered the possible cause, the progress of the task changed.

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[...Progress: 1%]

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To be continued