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Chapter 106: 105. Ah... You Don’t Know?

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When it comes to the usual meaning of a heart, I can interpret it in about two ways.


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The first is the hearts a female upperclassman used to send me when I was a teaching assistant in undergrad.


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‘Yujin, let’s see each other in the lab, okay? Hehe ♥’


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That probably meant something like, let’s stay in grad school together forever.


I actually fell for it and went all the way to a doctorate.


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Hmm... Now that I think about it, that was fucking awful.


She definitely didn’t let me go home much.


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The second one... well, love, I guess?


For the record, I did date that upperclassman too.


At some point, I stopped getting any messages on my phone, and when I looked into it later...


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Maybe because AI was so advanced back then, but my phone had been hacked, and she was intercepting and rejecting every single message.


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So we broke up.


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Looking at it that way, hearts do not necessarily carry a welcome meaning, at least not to me.


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If this was in line with the first meaning...


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"What could this mean?"


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I looked down at the ten hearts laid out before Isabella.


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... Let’s do Abyss together forever?


Shit.


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"Is it normally like this?"


"No, whenever I ask something, it gets really angry... and sends 4444, clubs, spades, hearts, diamonds, like that."


"Hmm..."


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Wow, then that was four of a kind.


Four cards for death.


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Now I knew for sure.


It seemed Abyss had been put through the wringer by Isabella too.


My suspicion had become certainty.


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I did not think it bore any ill will toward me... though really, that was only natural. What had I even done for it to bear me ill will?


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That said, it also felt a little wrong to just go, ‘Wow, it likes me!’ and leave it at that.


I should talk it over with Dolores later.


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"There isn’t normally anything else we can do here, right?"


"Yep! It’s amazing enough that it answered. It’s been a while since it last did that."


"I see."


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Isabella was running out of tricks.


Still, she had worked hard.


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On my own, I never would have even found out about the hearts...


No, wait.


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I had talked to it once through DMs before, hadn’t I?


According to Yuna, it could not harm me through the chat window itself.


I had only blocked it because everything it did seemed so suspicious. I did not particularly like it impersonating a dwarf and all that...


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Now that I knew its intentions were not all that bad, should I unblock it?


At the very least, it seemed to mean well.


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That was worth considering too.


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That was enough about Abyss.


I asked Isabella, who was staring at me beside me with wide eyes.


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"We’re done, then?"


"Yep."


"Then now..."


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It was reward time.


In truth, my goal was to make one piece of equipment each for Dolores’s FAM, the people called the Dawn Apostles.


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"Please take it off."


"......"


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Isabella stared at me.


What was with her?


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"Your equipment."


"... This is how you seduced them!"


"Excuse me?"


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Her face flushed, Isabella covered her chest with both hands and shot me a sidelong glare.


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"Yeomhwa and Dolores too!"


"You need to get your facts straight."


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It was my handiwork that seduced them.


How could anyone resist after experiencing my equipment?


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"You could say they became prisoners of my hands."


"......"


"You said you were numb to it, didn’t you? Take it off first."


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You will be too, soon enough.


I wanted to say that, but it looked like she might actually run away, so I held it in for now.


I’ll show you heaven.


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Let me see just how shitty the equipment you have been wearing is.


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"... I don’t have any equipment that I wear on my body."


"Hmm..."


"... Pervert."


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When I looked disappointed, she gave me another sidelong glare.


I did not know what she was thinking, but that was not what I meant. I just liked seeing someone wearing shitty equipment switch to something I made.


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"... But I do have this one thing."


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Click.


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She placed something like a glass case on the table.


At first, I thought it was a business card holder, but...


It was a playing-card case wrapped in purple leather.


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It only had silver metal accents around the edges, and the workmanship... was not especially good.


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I picked it up and checked its status.


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[Silent Dealer] [★★★★☆]


[Unique Equipment] [Compatibility] [10/80]


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『Never trust the dealer.』


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Suppresses damage to stored cards.


Registered cards can be drawn to the user’s fingertips.


Registered cards can be retrieved according to the user’s will.


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Because it casts magic through pre-made cards, it limits the user’s ability to realize their potential.


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Four stars.


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Going by the description, it was not bad.


It stored cards and shot them right out.


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But I could not understand why the compatibility had to fall all the way to 10.


Basically, compatibility seemed to indicate how fully its user could bring out their own abilities.


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Which brought me to the last line of its description.


Limiting potential meant limiting the upper ceiling.


In other words, this was equipment that stunted its user’s maximum potential.


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I opened the case.


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"Does this include the cards too?"


"Yeah."


"Have you always used one?"


"Mm... I used to make the cards myself, but after I started using this, I use the cards already made in it. It’s easy and nice."


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I pulled out a card.


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It was thicker than I expected. It barely bent at all.


I had already decided.


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I was going to remake this. She did not have any other equipment to remake, after all, so this was my only option.


Using pre-made cards limits her upper ceiling...


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Then she should probably refrain from making the cards herself, should she not?


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"But I like this one."


"... Heh heh."


"Why are you laughing? This one is pretty decent, at least..."


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So someone who was numb to equipment thought something with 10 compatibility was good?


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There seemed to be two possibilities.


Either she had only worn equipment with scores below 10 until now, or she was simply attached to this card deck.


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I thought it was the latter, judging by the way she kept glancing at it.


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That only made me want to conquer it more.


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"I’ll make you forget all about it. I’m going to make you a card deck."


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I did not want to make an obvious business-card-holder shape.


Naturally, it had to suit Isabella perfectly.


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Normally, I would go to the workshop and set everything up, but Isabella being at my home was rare. Since she was here already, I thought it would be best to dismantle and analyze this, then settle it now.


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What would be best...? I put a hand to my chin and began to think.


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"... You’re focusing already?"


"Ah, yes."


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I stared closely at Isabella’s face.


My gaze traced her high-bridged nose, then moved up to her eyes.


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... Objectively speaking, she had an excellent figure. Even just looking at the curves outlined by her tight black dress, I could tell.


I had not paid much attention because she always said strange things, but now that I looked, there were a lot of features that stood out anew.


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"... Lionel."


"Just a moment."


"O-okay..."


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For some reason, I became forceful around Isabella.


Something attached at her waist would suit her well too.


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I leaned over slightly and examined her side as well.


Isabella subtly brought her arms together and placed her hands over her dress so I could see more easily.


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"... How far are you looking?"


"I’m trying to decide where would be best."


"... W-what would?"


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The equipment.


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Then my gaze stopped at one spot.


It was the first place where white skin appeared from beneath her black dress.


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It felt like emerging from a fucking long, dark tunnel.


Her slender fingers and white wrists, where her hands rested one over the other, caught my eye.


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"Your wrists."


"... Hm?"


"Your wrists are pretty, you know?"


"......"


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Isabella looked down at her own wrist.


Then she lightly covered one wrist with her other hand.


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"Don’t hide them."


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I gently took hold of Isabella’s wrist and lifted it.


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"Let me see them for just a moment."


"L-like this?"


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Her wrists...


I thought something attached here would be nice.


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The prettiest, finest parts should be the first things revealed on the body.


That was my philosophy.


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That was why I made earrings to show off the princess’s prettiest feature, the nape of her neck.


And Dolores’s... insignia... was worn on her chest, so, hmm...


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Enough of that.


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Anyway, since she used cards, it would be better to keep it close to her hands.


She also needed to be able to draw them one at a time with her other hand whenever necessary.


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A card deck attached to her wrist.


A wrist... card deck...?


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"... Oh?"


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Wait a second.


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‘A Duel Disk?!’


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Something began clicking into place in my mind.


The kind that sat neatly on the arm normally, then unfurled with a shffft only when you used cards.


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But if it unfolded too large, it would not suit Isabella’s proportions, so I could refine it into something pretty and compact.


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When Isabella poured mana into it, it would create cards and deploy the deck.


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Yeah, this was good. Really good.


Honestly, the designs varied so wildly that I could make it plenty beautiful if I wanted to.


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"Hehehe."


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Fiddle.


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"......"


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Smiling, I toyed with Isabella’s wrist.


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"... I want to touch you too."


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Perhaps being the only one getting touched had stirred her competitive spirit, because Isabella began touching my wrist too.


Mm, fucking sweet. It was twice as good for me, anyway.


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Thus, we quietly faced off, each stroking the other’s wrist.


Our arms formed an X, making for a somewhat ridiculous sight.


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"But are you leaving now?"


"If Dolores tells me to go, I have to go."


"I see."


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Honestly, I liked having her beside me so I could look at her face whenever I wanted and draw inspiration.


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"... Can’t you stay?"


"If I don’t go when she told me to, she’ll spank me."


"...?"


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I was beginning to doubt they were really sisters. Was Dolores the eldest sister?


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After fiddling with her wrist a little longer, I spoke.


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"Anyway... this card deck is your main weapon, right?"


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The weapon in weapons, armor, and accessories.


Her main weapon.


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"That’s right."


"I’ll make you a main weapon."


"... Really?"


"Yes. You communicated with Abyss just now, so this is your reward for that."


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The reward was just an excuse, really. I did not have anything to make at the moment anyway.


And it had been a while since Ruby’s weapon, so I was excited to make a main weapon again.


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As I had said before, I would discuss enchantments with Dolores first.


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"Yeah!"


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Once we reached that conclusion, Isabella let go of my wrist.


Then she fidgeted with her fingers, gauging my reaction.


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"... By any chance."


"Yes."


"Can you make it about as good as Dolores’s insignia?"


"... You have a good eye."


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She said she was numb to equipment, but she certainly knew quality when she saw it.


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To be honest, that would be difficult.


I had barely managed to make a four-and-a-half-star item by exceeding my limits, and the insignia only became five stars thanks to the boost from the old gods and new gods.


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Even if you told me to make it again now, I could not guarantee I would get the same result.


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More importantly... the owner of that equipment was Dolores.


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I could practically see everything: what inconvenienced her, what would be good to give her.


My understanding of Mama was simply too high.


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But Isabella...


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"......"


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She likes chess, she likes Abyss, she cries easily... has an excellent figure... pretty wrists...


But what exactly do you do?


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"I don’t know you very well, Isabella."


"... We got a lot closer today, though."


"Anyway, it’s difficult."


"Sniff..."


"But instead..."


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Just then.


Bang!


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The drawing room door opened, and a red-haired woman entered with Dolores.


It was Yeomhwa.


Her timing was perfect.


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"Are you done talking~?"


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Yeomhwa approached with a smile.


Actually, when I had made her equipment, I did not know much about Yeomhwa either.


I did not even know her real name or what she did, yet I had still been able to make a secondary weapon on the level of Rose Bloom Finale.


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... But what was her real name, anyway?


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"Yeomhwa, your timing is perfect."


"Why?"


"Do you have that crystal ball?"


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The combat footage Yeomhwa had recorded in the tower earlier.


It would be quicker to show that than to explain it in words.


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"I do."


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Yeomhwa took out the crystal ball and placed it on the table.


With a gesture from her, an image appeared in midair.


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"You’re showing it to Bella too?"


"Yes."


"Heh-heh."


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Yeomhwa folded her arms with a smug expression.


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Isabella watched the footage with an indifferent expression, and...


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"... Huh?"


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Her mouth fell open.


The attacks Yeomhwa displayed in the recording were... so powerful that they barely needed explaining.


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"... This is... equipment...?"


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Ah... You don’t know?


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"This is called a ‘secondary weapon.’ It fills the secondary-weapon role in weapons, armor, and accessories."


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What you have been using until now was not a weapon.


Just something pretending to be one.


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Isabella tore her eyes away from the footage and looked at me.


Her mouth was still hanging wide open.


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"... Hmm, something like this might be possible."


"......"


"So... are you interested?"


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I asked with the corners of my mouth curling upward.


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"I’m interested..."


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As if bewitched, Isabella nodded.


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"All right, then."


"Yes..."


"Give me 10 kilograms of special ore or gemstones."


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Pay up.


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"?"


"Pfft, hahaha!"


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Yeomhwa burst out laughing beside us.


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In truth, a new standard had been set.


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A reward was a reward... but she still had to pay the price.


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My first formal commission, performed in exchange for the fair payment I had set.


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Its client was Isabella.


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