Klein's heartache wasn't entirely because of Miss Justice's unconscious bragging... well, that was indeed part of it.
But more importantly, he hadn't expected that even after coming clean to Noah, Noah could still stab him in the back without meaning to.
Well, he hadn't come completely clean. He hadn't told Noah that he had been freeloading off information through his identity on the platform, but wasn't it a little late to say that now?
Come to think of it, if he signed that contract, wouldn't the entire Tarot Club be full of his creditors?
Klein's face turned green at the thought.
Then he suddenly realized that the contract would assess the value of an item or piece of information to both parties.
Wouldn't that allow them to discover, based on how valuable those things were to him, that he wasn't some powerful hidden existence?
Klein's face turned pale again.
"Anything or any information will do. The contract will assess it according to its inherent value and its value to both parties. As for Gold Pounds..."
Noah, who was already laughing so hard internally that his chest hurt, maintained his smile and nodded at Audrey.
"Of course there's no problem. As a general equivalent, Gold Pounds can be used for trade so long as the issuing country's credit hasn't collapsed."
"Phew~ That's good!"
Audrey let out a huge sigh of relief.
Although Alger also relaxed slightly, there was still something he needed to confirm.
"If it's an information trade, how can we determine its value before the transaction and decide whether to proceed?"
"Don't worry. After the contract is signed, if you choose to abandon the transaction, even the memories recorded and the thoughts derived from them will be reclaimed—"
Under Alger's somewhat horrified gaze, Noah continued.
"But just from hearing