"Can you sell me some of those plants? I am planning to go back and have someone cultivate them."
"We are friends, so I'll sell you one hundred red rice plants at one silver coin each." Aljettah flashed a sly smile, raised a single finger, and said to Velin.
Looking at this money-grubbing silver dragon, Velin smiled and replied, "Alright."
"Coming to see me this time—are you ready to start your trade project?" Aljettah poured a cup of red rice wine for Velin and asked with a smile.
Velin gently picked up his wine cup, took a sip, and said to Aljettah, "I plan to set out in March of next year."
"Let me know when you leave." Aljettah answered calmly.
For the next half-hour, the two exchanged words on a few other topics.
The hour grew late, and just as Velin prepared to stand and leave, Aljettah pulled out a few boxes of books and placed them on the ground.
"Your things. Remember to take them back."
"My things?" Velin felt some doubt. He opened the wooden box and looked at the neatly arranged magic books inside, memories from many years ago surfacing in his mind.
"How many years has it been?"
"Unclear. Anyway, it's been a long time. I was bored recently and found these wooden boxes in a corner when I went to the basement." Aljettah replied.
Velin said nothing more. He shoved the wooden boxes into his Spatial Ring, took the two bottles of red rice wine, and waved farewell to Aljettah.
"Should I have charged him money?"
Aljettah was slow to realize, looking at her wooden box that was now missing two bottles of wine, and spoke sub-consciously.
"Forget it."
Before returning to Star Moon Fort, Velin first made a trip to the Star Prayer