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The proposed remuneration wasnt bad, so we decided to help,

When Rockefeller heard that, his eyes narrowed slightly.

They ran into the rcenaries? Well, mages from the Sinclair family probably didnt agree because they needed money. The amount the rcenaries offered wouldnt have been right for them in the first place.

Unlike other mages, those from Sinclair, the family known for being masters for magic, were worth their weight in gold.

So it didnt make sense that the Hound rcenaries, who were just looking for soone to hold down an orc sorcerer, would be able to offer the appropriate price.

Then you are the mages who ca for our territory right? For the Orc Subjugation?

Still standing at the threshold of the shop with one hand on the door handle, the man nodded his head.

While Rockefeller showed an appropriate response to the situation, the girl, who was watching this exchange, still wanted an answer to her question,

So, go back to what we were talking about before How are you going to get the money front he Lord?

My Lady, its no use paying attention to such things. One banco employee does not dare to exercise the power of a promissory note over the Lord. How could he get the mone? The one hes up against is the owner of this land.

The man continued,

I think it might just be this little boys wish and nothing more,

The girl had considered that at first as well, but her eyes were different from others.

Her eyes were those of pure magic.

They were eyes that could indirectly see into a persons mind, and with those eyes, she understood that the boy had not lied to her when he said he could get the money back.

Seeing the innocent energy that swayed around him, he looked very much like those who hid their inner thoughts.

In other words, he was hiding sothing.

Tell . I want to hear it.

The desire to reach out and grab hold of knowledge and an innate temperant of not being able to tolerate unanswered questions were defining traits of a mage.

She too, was born with such a mage-like temperant and so, she wanted to know what thoughts this boy held.

But Rockefeller wasnt soone who would easily scratch her itchy spot for her.

When he saw the undivided attention the heroine from the original novel was showing him, Rockefeller reached up, scratching the back of his head in innocent confusion,

Well, if youre borrowed money, isnt it natural to pay it back? Thats why I said that,

His sly acting was close to perfection.

It was like he had learned to act with a theatre company.

The girl showed slight disappointnt at the sight, but that was only for a mont.

No, Im sure youre up to sothing.

It was clearly visible to her, and the mana she concentrated in her eyes.

He was hiding sothing for sure.

Its sothing he cant say out loud? Is it sothing like that? How could he get the money that hes lent out the Lord back again?

Unable to overco her curiosity, Isabella took a step forwards towards Rockefeller without realising it.

The man who had been watching them, looked surprised.

To think she, who was always indifferent, was so interested in sothing.

Youre that interested? But it doesnt make any sense,

The power that the little girl possessed was also sothing that the man possessed. However, it was such a strange idea to him that he didnt have the sa doubts as her.

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