Adventurer's Guild, Inside the Trade Room…
Leon sat with legs crossed, casually leaning back in the wooden chair. Lisa stood before him, both hands delicately holding the Ring of Durond, her fingers trembling ever so slightly.
"So," Leon said, tilting his head with a calm expression, "How much for it?"
Lisa gulped, her eyes still fixed on the artifact glowing faintly in her palms. "An artifact that boosts resistance… This is something only found in a dungeon, isn't it?"
"Yes," Leon replied, deadpan.
Lisa's eyes flicked up to meet his, her voice suddenly soft and desperate. "Sir Leon… Please become my regular customer."
Leon smirked. "Oh? What's your price for one night?"
Lisa blinked rapidly. "W-Woah! Okay—That came out wrong!" She immediately let go of his hand, her cheeks burning with flustered panic.
"Did it?" Leon asked, his grin widening as he leaned forward slightly, his eyes locked onto hers.
