"Well, isn't this surprising? I never expected you to tell me such information. Let me guess, this isn't free, right?"
Even if I didn't want to do it, as a part of getting used to being Eshu County's young lord, sometimes I'm staying at the study of the original Lugh's late father.
Atop the table in front of me, manifested through a spherical-shaped communication artifact was the projection of Golden Crown's heart, Ravelle.
Funnily enough, this expensive artifact was provided during the last transaction for quicker communication for any potential future dealings. After all, it's more than convenient compared to sending human or even animal messengers.
This isn't even free, seriously. Should I have gotten at least something with the kind of dealings I've done with her? Stingy brat.
"Wow, what do you think of me?" Ravelle chuckled, her lips elegantly blocked by her supple palm.
"..."
"Of course, it isn't. So what should we do to pay me?"
