"I understand what I need to do now." Paros nodded gratefully at Yuel. "Thank you for pointing me in the right direction."
He really meant it. Without Yuel's guidance, he truly wouldn't have known how to win Vincent over.
Yuel smiled and gave his shoulder a light pat. "It's good that you understand. Just remember—this was your idea. I didn't say anything."
He was… giving him all the credit? Paros felt even more grateful.
Without hesitation, he took out several more eleventh-rank worm cores and pressed them into Yuel's hand.
"Yuel, I really appreciate it."
In this household, Nix was the most straightforward, but Yuel… was the kindest.
"You're too polite."
Yuel spoke modestly, all the while smoothly slipping the worm cores into his spatial ring without a trace.
"Now that we're done, I'll go have breakfast."
With that, he turned and left.
Paros remained where he stood, watching Yuel's retreating figure, his appreciation deepening.
He's truly a good person, Paros thought.
