I don't believe you! Everyone here is either trying to screw you over or rip you off.
Before giving her answer, Maylin preferred to try to read the elf's mind to find out what her real motive was and whether it would be beneficial for the sorceress to exchange resources with her.
And so that the stranger wouldn't get bored during this time, she told her "friend" to take her hand, blush slightly, and confess that this time, she was serious.
"Yeah, right..." Maylin's voice snorted mockingly in her head, still hoping that her student would at least do something nasty to the persistent guy before they parted.
Dargin took Maylin's hand, blushed slightly, and said.
- Yes, are you jealous?
The elf rolled her eyes and asked Maylin about the money and donations again.
- So?
Having read the elf's thoughts, the sorceress understands that she is just a volunteer who helps to maintain order in the city as best she can and exchanges money at a normal rate. However, she also managed to read some unflattering thoughts about herself.
What a slut. She's probably willing to do anything for anyone to get what she wants. And she's dressed like a harlot. And my mother still accuses me of dressing inappropriately. Compared to her, I'm a priestess of Light.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт