The Blade That Learned to Kill
Victor gave her an unimpressed look.
"Unless the people of this city have suddenly decided to give everything away for free."
Evelyne covered her mouth as a small laugh escaped.
"Of course not."
She reached for the pouch at her side.
"Of course master s, here it might be too little but I wish you would bear with it for now."
She handed Victor a heavy bag.
The moment he took it, the pouch sank slightly in his hand from its weight.
Gold coin s.
A lot of them.
Victor glanced inside.
Then he looked back at Evelyne.
"This is too little?"
Evelyne's expression became slightly awkward.
"Compared to what you could spend..."
Victor stared at her.
She lowered her head.
"Perhaps I may have misunderstood what you meant by 'some money.'"
Victor sighed.
"You really are generous."
Evelyne's lips curved upward.
"I only want my master to have everything he needs."
Victor paused.
There was a faint softness in his golden eyes.
