She had just been saddled with the title of "great benefactor."
Celeste Grant watched as the kind-hearted heroine's face froze on the spot. Her expression shifted between pale and flushed, like a chameleon, which was rather comical to see.
She opened her mouth.
"You…"
Celeste Grant cut in.
"'You' what? What's wrong? Did you forget to bring any Spirit Stones with you?"
"It's fine. If you forgot or don't have enough, you can just write an IOU, and I'll come to collect later. You really are the nicest person, willing to pay off all the Spirit Stones these people in Breezewind Town owe. I thank you on behalf of everyone. We'll even set up a memorial tablet for you later and burn incense before it every day."
'After all, what living person needs a memorial tablet? Only a heroine like her would qualify.'
Jocelyn Grant finally snapped back to reality, a chill rising in her eyes. It was a look that could kill.
