"Garrick, you sure leaving those idiots by themselves is a good idea?" Fallow croaked out a chuckle as he glanced back.
Garrick's gaze was cold as he snorted,
"All that doesn't matter right now. Let's focus on what is more important."
Fallow's gaze turned serious as he showed a strange, devious grin,
"Aye, Garrick you wretched bastard."
Garrick raised a brow then snorted, "Like you are any different. So? How much are you willing to give for the spear and the sword?"
Fallow clicked his tongue,
"A hundred gold coins."
Garrick grimaced, "You fucking crow. That spear is obviously a high grade Relic. Put the blade on top and that's all worth more than a thousand, you greedy pig!"
Fallow cackled,
"All that's all just your guessing, right? You also haven't had the chance to properly inspect it. Seems like the kid is either rather vigilant, or he suspects you."
Garrick shrugged coldly,
"It is unfortunate indeed."
Fallow snorted then shook his head,
