Abasdarhon's Castle

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 what?

Reading the elf’s thoughts, the sorceress understands that she is just a volunteer who is helping to restore order in the city and exchanging money at a fair rate. However, she also managed to read some unflattering thoughts about herself.

What a cheap slut. She’s probably willing to do anything for anyone, just 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.

Hey, no need for that! The only Light here is me!


Reading the elf’s thoughts, Maylin was convinced that her motives were fine. As for the derogatory thoughts about the sorceress, they didn’t affect the girl’s heart.
Of course, she could have been offended by this, especially considering that she doesn’t have much, and nothing the girl thought about was true. But Maylin simply didn’t pay attention to these low thoughts. However, Cassmetra found the stranger’s envy of the young beauty amusing.
Mentally ordering Dargin to stop showing off in front of the elf and to donate 10 axots from their joint funds to help the affected city, Maylin decided to ask the stranger a question in a gentle voice:
- Isn’t it true that you can only pay for everything with axots in the city? Is other currency not accepted?

Nebok, you forgot to calculate 150 axots (yes, let him spend it from his 50!) and the cookie that I took from Dargin :3