"Sorry, everyone."
Mikhailo pulled Albert aside, whispering about something.
'Are you crazy, Albert? What good is that Orc equipment to us? At best, we can just melt it down for a little iron. This is a complete money-losing deal,' Dorn's voice sounded in his mind.
Colin sighed inwardly. 'You don't have to eavesdrop on them, you know.'
'I'm not eavesdropping,' Dorn continued. 'I just happen to be standing here and can't help but overhear. Besides, I think it's good for us to hear this. Alright, now for the noble boy's reply: 'I prefer to call it an "investment."'
'Our cash flow… Fine, you win.'
Just then, the two of them returned.
Albert said, "So, have you made a decision?"
"We agree to the price," Colin said immediately.
Knowing they had been offered a significant discount, there was no point in playing games with polite refusals.
Colin sensed that Albert's repeated offers weren't just because they'd grown close after adventuring together for so long.
