Kyle raised an eyebrow at that, the corner of his mouth twitching almost imperceptibly. "My lord, it seems you have never received military pay."
Velin's hand, which had been about to lift his teacup, suddenly froze in midair. Ripples spread across the tea.
Though a month's military pay was insignificant to him, it would still amount to no small fortune when added together.
Suppressing the pain in his heart, Velin took a sip of tea and slowly said, "Forget it. Five years of military pay—what's gone is gone. It's not as if I rely on military pay to live."
Seeing his lord say this, Kyle abandoned the thought of comforting him.
"By the way, I'll be serving as the deputy head of the Negotiation Team this time. You will accompany me."
"Yes."
Kyle answered without hesitation.
"All right, you may leave now."
"By your leave."
Kyle bowed, then left the tent, preparing to continue studying the Transcendent knowledge recorded within the Angel's Heart.
His lord's gift could not simply be left there as a decoration.
The road ahead was long. He could not stop moving forward.
Watching Kyle depart, Velin set his teacup on the table, leaned back against the cushion, and looked up at the tent's ceiling as he comforted himself. "That Demiplane's small Magic Crystal Mine alone is worth ten years of my military pay."
"Five measly years of military pay aren't worth mentioning."
A few minutes later, Velin took out Mite's Travels and began reading as though no one else were around.
There were still over two months before the negotiations, which meant he only had this much leisure time left.
Once the negotiations ended, it would be time to begin the journey home.
After returning to Qixing Territory, a mountain of matters would be waiting for