"I think you should change your name to Victor 'The Rainmaker' Song."
Allen leaned back in his chair, fingers crossed, remaining perfectly composed. "Oh? Did they discover a massive mine in Zone 19?"
"It's not a mine." Victor shook his head. Taking a deep breath, he lowered his voice. "It's armaments. I want to buy your Crystal Bombs, the 'Big Boy'. I reported back to the Tieyan Clan about how you used that thing to kill a Second-level Black Wizard," he added, leaning forward slightly and enunciating every word.
Allen understood perfectly.
"The clan elders saw the combat footage and said it was good stuff. That kind of rule-based obliteration, which instantly alters physical structures, is perfect for catching people off guard and taking them out.
"This time, I'm representing the clan to purchase a batch," Victor said solemnly. "Name your price."
The corners of Allen's mouth slowly curled into a smile.
