*Thud!*
Back at Rean's residence, Araujo, Dongaro, and Dristan all looked over after hearing the noise. Rean had just casually thrown Farriko onto the ground without the slightest bit of care.
Rean noticed them looking and immediately smiled.
"Hey, Dongaro, I brought another slav— volunteer to help you with the smithing parts of the airplane."
Dongaro's mouth twitched as he glanced toward Araujo and Dristan.
"He was about to say slave, wasn't he?"
Dristan and Araujo both sighed helplessly.
"Honestly, we aren't that far from it," Araujo admitted. "At the end of the day, he isn't even paying us a single Besgolar."
Dongaro scratched the back of his head awkwardly. Unlike them, he was at least receiving Pure Astryte as payment. In the end, though, he wisely chose not to comment on that and instead approached Farriko to get a better look.
"And who is— Hum? It's Farriko..."
