At the same moment Roland's gaze was locked onto the [Secret Imprisonment Dice], Holland's negotiation with Ogre began.
Holland took a deep breath, suppressing his nervousness and disgust, and placed the bloodstained bundle in his hand onto the table in front of Ogre with a THUD.
A corner of the bundle came loose, revealing a few relatively intact pieces of goblin Leather Armor, two Hand Axes, and several crude coins.
"Ogre, here's what I got on my last trip. Add in that Magic Staff I mentioned before, and sell it all. It'll be more than enough to pay back what I owe you, principal and interest."
Holland did his best to keep his voice steady, staring straight into the Half-beastman's light brown, beast-like eyes.
Ogre didn't even glance down at the loot. He just slowly ran a thick finger over the leather-wrapped handle of his Hand Axe and let out a hoarse sneer.
"More than enough? My dear Holland, you seem to have misunderstood something."
