"Anyway, I won't agree to this..." But before Frey could finish her sentence, she saw Roman looking pitiful, so she swallowed the rest of her words and said, "I, I don't want to care about you two anymore—"
Brand already knew Frey had a tough exterior but a soft heart, so he had already dumped his bag on the table, letting a few silver coins clink out, adding up to about four or five hundred Thor.
He froze for a moment, not expecting to have so little money left. He had originally received a handful of lower grade gemstones from the spoils of war in Albton, sold them in Ankeze for a good price, amounting to several tens of thousands of Thor. He divided the money into three shares, handing them over to Roman and Frey for safekeeping, only to remember that he had spent most of his share on purchasing moonlight grass, fluorescent moss, and Black Mage materials in Ankeze—
