Lian and Rick left the store under the mocking gazes of many other students. They were poor, but they would not be for long.
"I am sorry, Lian. You had to give up the Bronze 4 and 5 Mana Pills…" Rick murmured in a weak voice.
"The important thing is that you know it is only your fault we are broke," Lian replied, furrowing his brows. "Spendthrift—" he added under his breath.
He was not truly angry. He had those pills with him, after all. He was just frustrated about the embarrassment.
Rick lowered his head, defeated, but his brain did not stop thinking. "You are right, I am a spendthrift. But… what if we found a way to make money tonight? Maybe a bet in the arena or a quick mission?"
"No way. We only have 600 gold coins, and they are needed to redeem the staff from the restaurant. We cannot afford to lose those too. Tomorrow I will get more money, but for now, that is enough."
