Shard looked out the window. The hazy fog was a common sight in Tobesk at the turn of autumn and winter, after all, the steam factories and gas companies were in full operation during this season.
"I've been busy making a batch of Holy Water No. 4 recently. If I release it in bulk to the local black market, I wonder if it will attract the Church's attention."
The old man said worriedly.
"Are you short on money recently? I can lend you some."
Counting the 1,000 pounds from the foreign princess that he hadn't collected yet, Shard's savings now exceeded five figures.
"No need to lend me money, I need to repay some. I still owe Schneider 3,000 pounds."
The Priest said, and only then did Shard remember this matter, which was the fee for the materials needed for the gate-opening ritual held by the Spiritual Practice Order.
Speaking of this, Priest Augustus asked with a smile:
