The red-haired woman stopped in front of Avery.
"You owe me sixty thousand gold coins and an intermediate spellbook. Remember to pay me back within three days, in addition to the debt you already owed me."
She muttered in a deadpan tone before walking away, leaving the city lord staring after her in shock.
'Sixty thousand gold coins! Sixty thousand gold coins! Ahhh!'
Avery staggered backwards, her ears ringing. She wished she were suffering from an illusion and that none of this was real.
Then her gaze fell on the advisor, who was striding towards her from a distance.
"How much was the agreed compensation?" Avery asked in a low voice, holding her breath as she waited for the answer.
The advisor felt every hair on her body stand on end at the question and instinctively retreated a little.
