"Are you taking me for a fool?
You listen to me, you conniving vixen. This lightning-element Red Constrictor Grass is not worth 60K Extols no matter how you look at it. This is way too expensive even by capital's standards.
The only reason I'm even interested in talking to you is that I couldn't find this bloody thing anywhere. But being rare doesn't warrant such a steep price hike. Hmph!"
Marla was furious and her anger could be seen on her red nose and red cheeks. Or it might be because she was just a teensy-weensy intoxicated. She turned around to look at a certain ranker and made a "get a load of this harlot" face before commenting.
"Did you hear that price, Almera? Unbelievable! Imagine the kind of booze I could buy with that much money."
Marla almost managed to push the seller away with her mana fluctuations alone. Almera stood behind her, feeling uncomfortable with her captain's behavior.
