Uriel and Glaimo were both born nobles, and from childhood they had understood one truth well: there were no free gifts in this world. Whatever one sought or whatever help one received, one would inevitably have to pay a corresponding price.
Especially Mr. Sun and Ms. Moon—Camilo, a powerful wizard, held them in the highest reverence. They presumably occupied pivotal positions in the supernatural world as well.
The price of seeking help from beings like them was surely beyond anything they could imagine.
The reason they had never proactively mentioned "the price" before was not because they were deliberately avoiding it. Rather, they knew full well that they were merely ordinary mortals, powerless even to truss a chicken. They had neither the capital to bargain on equal footing with supernatural beings nor the bargaining chips to repay such a favor.
Unable to resist and unable to choose, they could only silently pray that these unfathomable supernatural beings might take pity on them.
From the conversation between the sun and moon wizards just now, they seemed willing to help, and had even offered several options.
Under such circumstances, they instead had to be more cautious.
They could not take another's help for granted, nor could they rashly choose the greedy option... But the problem was, they did not even know which choice was greedier, or which one the other party might find troublesome.
So, after a stretch of quiet discussion, the two ultimately decided to hand the choice back to them.
In any case, no matter which option was ultimately settled upon, it would be better than their current situation.
Ms. Moon looked deeply at Uriel. She was no fool, and naturally understood the implication behind his words.
She gave a light laugh. "You two are something else, throwing the problem