"Notarization? No need. We only need to sign an ordinary paper contract..."
Aaron looked at Tasha, a smile appearing on his face. "Of course, you don't need to worry about me running off with the materials either, because I'll pay you a deposit first. It'll be at least equivalent to the cost of the materials you're providing. How about it?"
"Not signing a mystical contract? Very cautious, Green..."
Tasha chuckled. "Fine, I agree."
She directly took a small black iron box from her waist. When she opened it, there was a shriveled little hand inside, covered in vicious wounds.
"I obtained this spiritual material during one of my adventures. I want to turn it into a dagger. Even Master Gantis finds this material rather tricky..." Tasha introduced it. "Green, how much do you think it's worth?"
"One thousand pounds. That should be a fair price."
Aaron assessed it and deliberately named a slightly lower figure.
"Fine. Give me a one-thousand-pound deposit. How long will you need to finish it?" Tasha asked.
"One week! We'll trade here again in one week."
Aaron took out the cash the man in black had paid earlier, counted out one thousand pounds, handed it to Tasha, and signed a contract with the woman.
"I like how straightforward you are..."
Tasha blew Aaron a kiss, then swayed her pert hips as she left.
After the others reluctantly cast one last glance at Tasha's retreating back, they instantly crowded forward and drowned Aaron's stall...
The corners of Tasha's lips curled up as she climbed the stairs inside the castle and opened the door to a room.
Inside, a tall man who looked like a beast lay on the sofa, smoking a cigar.
Tasha wound herself around him like a snake and giggled. "That young man tried