In this quiet atmosphere, Pekara's confidence gradually shifted from being plentiful at first to feeling somewhat anxious.
For a moment, when Claire 'pried' open the fourth shell, Anvis finally smiled and nodded slightly.
"I can cooperate with you, Pekara."
But just as the girl had just breathed a sigh of relief and had yet to show her excitement, Anvis suddenly changed the topic,
"However, I will not sign any contracts with you, just a verbal agreement. Can you accept that?"
In this world permeated with magic, signing a contract means leaving a trace.
Despite valuing the resources of the White Rose Commerce, being a descendant of a great noble, secretly cooperating with a commerce chamber still isn't something presentable; best not to leave any leverage.
Pekara was stunned for a moment, her pink lips slightly pursed, and a hint of hesitation appeared on her cute face.
But she quickly understood Anvis's intention. Biting her small fangs secretly, she nodded vigorously.
