"I just wanted to get a dragon scale to enter the city, but I ended up uncovering the hideout of a slave trader."
Hilia looked at the Tier Three Mage in front of her, seemingly amused.
She said calmly, "Your two subordinates are quite vicious, trying to hypnotize me to capture me. I was scared to death and need compensation for mental distress."
"How much do you need? If it's reasonable, I can give it to you."
"50 Gold Coins, plus a pass to Dragon Island, a genuine [Dragon Scale]." Hilia made an exorbitant demand.
"50 Gold Coins?" The Tier Three Mage frowned, "Sorry, that's too much. I can't produce that, 5 Gold Coins and a Dragon Scale, will that work?"
Hilia said, "You're a slave trader and can't produce 50 Gold Coins?"
