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"Only about two days."
"The Blue Phoenix Butterfly wings and the Poison Moth powder you asked for—I brought them."
"Ten wings and four packets of powder."
Just exchanging these drop items at the Guild would be worth no less than 50,000 valis.
After all, drop items from rare monsters were extremely valuable.
Silently, Raven activated his will.
Opening his virtual storage space—
He pulled out all the drop items stored inside.
"Kobold fangs, Killer Ant carapaces, and Iron Armadillo shells—do you accept these?"
Airmid closed her eyes for a moment. "…Yes, I'll take them."
"The price…" Raven asked, "What do you think would be fair?"
Airmid put on white gloves and carefully inspected the quality of the items.
Before long—
Airmid spoke gently, "10,000 per Blue Phoenix Butterfly wing; 5,000 per Poison Moth powder packet."
"4,000 per Kobold fang, 8,000 per Killer Ant carapace."
"Iron Armadillo shells, 20,000; Minotaur horns, same as last time—30,000 each."
"In total, 583 items, comes to 326,000 valis."
Raven thought for a moment and said, "Just round it down. Give me 330,000."
Airmid blinked, slightly raising her brow in surprise.
"…Deal."
She hadn't expected him not to haggle at all.
In truth, Raven didn't want to waste breath on petty bargaining.
He really didn't care about such small sums anymore.
Times had changed.
"Marda, Bernadette, bring out 330,000 in coins."
Airmid's warm and gentle voice rang out.
"R-right away!"
The two healer girls working in the shop quickly followed her command.
While waiting, Raven suddenly remembered something.
That old coot Dian Cecht—
He had a particular love for gambling and playing dice.
Raven stared at her fair, delicate face and asked, "Miss Airmid."
"What is it, Mr. Raven?" Airmid looked puzzled.
"Your god—does he often go gambling at casinos?"
"…Did you run into him?"
A flash of discontent appeared in Airmid's eyes.
Clearly, she wasn't happy with Dian Cecht's frivolous spending habits.
One time, he lost nearly 50 million valis in a single night.
It nearly made Airmid faint from anger.
"Hmm…" Raven thought for a bit and smiled faintly. "I did see him once."
"But don't worry—I don't have a taste for gambling."
"…Mr. Raven, you really are honest."
As the secret boss of Orario's biggest casino, Raven naturally had no desire to gamble.
Just like how Tencent's Pony Ma doesn't play Honor of Kings himself.
"Mr. Raven…"
After a moment of hesitation, Airmid softly said, "Are you free tonight…?"
"…I guess I am."
Raven blinked in surprise.
Deep down, he was curious what she had in mind.
"Then… can we meet at six tonight, at the North Street intersection?"
"No… problem." Raven didn't refuse.
It was rare for Airmid to initiate something.
He knew this doll-like woman was usually incredibly busy.
In the day, she worked in the shop or healed adventurers at the clinic.
At night, she brewed potions.
Airmid worked no less than Hecate of the Golden Goddess.
All in all, a pitiful wage slave.
Thinking of that—
Raven sighed silently in relief that he wasn't stuck in the same situation.
"Airmid-sama, here's the gold you asked for."
At that moment, the two healer girls returned from the back room carrying sacks of coins.
…
Meanwhile—
Babel Tower, 30th Floor.
Assembly Hall.
The hall was spacious. The interior had been completely remodeled.
It nearly took up the entire floor.
In the middle of the wide-open space was a single large white round table.
No other furniture was present.
Along the walls were massive transparent windows.
With the high ceiling, the whole space resembled a temple floating in the sky.
"Well, this is surprising. You're actually pretty calm."
A red-haired, red-eyed goddess looked over at the twin-tailed loli goddess beside her.
Hephaestus, the goddess of forging, leader of a top-tier Familia.
She wore a black eyepatch over her right eye, and her androgynous beauty drew all eyes.
"Why would I be nervous?" Hestia shrugged nonchalantly, looking totally relaxed.
"I expected you to be all stiff and whining like usual."
Hephaestus couldn't help but be impressed by her demeanor.
"Yo, Hestia. I heard you started a new Familia?"
From the rear came the relaxed voice of a male god.
Hestia turned to look over her shoulder.
"Hermes?"
"You're here too? When did your travels end and you get back?"
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