Scribble— Scribble— Scribble—
After a very long while of discussion, Marzana signed the final draft of the contract.
Fortunately, their resources were close at hand. Not only was Aurum's house— complete with equipment— right next door, but Aurelia's pocket also seemed to be a factory in its own right.
Thus, they were able to immediately collect the necessary stamps, seals, and rewrite the final draft of the contract within the day.
"Finally…" Killian could not help but mutter under his breath.
His back was still drenched as he could vividly sense the pressure around Marzana, 'Just what is wrong with her? Why do I feel like I'm underwater?'
Nevertheless, he felt happy as he thought that it was finally over.
However, all his hopes vanished right away as soon as he noticed that the strange black-haired elven girl remained seated.
Marzana looked at Regis in the eye.
