After the horse hypnotized by Cyril had pulled the carriage along for a few minutes, they arrived at a secluded street by the docks.
The carriage came to a slow stop. Helene, who had taken off her makeup at Klein's request and then reapplied it, climbed out, pressed down the brim of her hat, and walked toward the docks with restrained urgency.
Cyril raised an eyebrow slightly and turned to look at Klein, who had stepped out of the carriage and was watching Helene leave. He asked curiously, "You're just letting her go like that?"
"She won't tell anyone what happened today, and she doesn't dare to, unless she doesn't want to leave the sea." Klein replied in a flat tone.
As for what she might say after leaving the sea, it didn't matter. She didn't know who I was anyway.
Even if she eventually guessed Gehrman Sparrow's identity from certain clues, it wouldn't be a big deal. Anything a mad adventurer did was perfectly reasonable.
After a brief pause, he gathered his thoughts and asked in return, "When are you planning to leave?"
"Of course, once I see..." Under Gehrman Sparrow's chilly gaze, Cyril swallowed the rest of his words. In a good mood, he curled the corner of his mouth, then changed the subject. "I've made some 'Flash' charms and 'Teleport' charms. Do you need any?"
He took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to smack someone with the Sea God Scepter before asking, "How much?"
"Let's see... 20 pounds for a 'Flash' charm, and 200 pounds for a 'Teleport' charm." Cyril quickly settled on the prices and explained, "The difference is due to the materials used to make the charms and their expiration dates."
A "Flash" charm only lasted about ten days and could only be