The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 28.3

“Wow, so you’re going to become a hunter. You don’t look like you could fight at all. Are you planning to focus on gathering?”

The landlady joined the conversation while managing the customers to prevent Rikka from blowing up.

“No, I don’t know yet what kind of hunter I can become, but I want to be a hunter who can be of help to others.”

“I see, hmm. Good luck with that.”

Rikka said with a flat tone.

“Landlady, well, I think it will be alright. She seems to have some talent, so I’ll make sure she doesn’t die immediately.”

“Are you the one instructing her, not another hunter? Are you planning to turn her into a mage?”

“Even for a gathering specialist, going solo would be tough, so I thought she might get invited as a support member to some party.”

“Are there parties that would take on a complete novice?”

“Well, if she uses living magic effectively, they might treat her as a handywoman.”

“Did you really make her buy a spellbook?”

“Iris, despite being a minor, is already deeply in debt. She needs to work hard to earn it back.”

“Unbelievable… How much debt is it?”

“Two million gold…”

Rikka was shocked to hear 2 million.

“Wow, can you even repay such debt at your age? If you can’t repay it, you might end up being sold to a brothel by Mergin!”

“It was… 30,000…”

“What do you mean?”

“My buyout price at the brothel…”

“Mergin! How could you try to sell this girl? That’s the lowest of the low!!!”

Smack!

“No, it’s not like that. The old woman set the price on her own. I just went to fetch her clothes since she didn’t have any changes.”

“Is that so? Then you should have said that from the start.”

“You were the one who misunderstood on your own.”

Mergin and Rikka argued loudly. Meanwhile, the landlady asked,

“Was there any clothing that fit your body type at the brothel?”

“N-No, there wasn’t.”

“I thought so.”

The landlady thought it made sense.

“There didn’t seem to be any clothes that fit the landlady’s body type either.”

Smack!

Mergin spoke out of turn again.

“So, what about the clothes? You’re wearing proper clothes now, though.”

“Mergin bought them for me…”

“Huh?”

Rikka’s eyes widened upon hearing Mergin bought the clothes.

“You bought them for her?”

“Well, she had her luggage and money stolen, so it couldn’t be helped. She didn’t want me to wash her clothes either.”

“Of course! A girl would hate having her clothes washed by Mergin. Wanting to see her undressed is perverted, perverted!”

Who’s the pervert?