"Then name your price." Maris had no good way of dealing with the old man.
"Four hundred. I think that's a fair price."
"Well then, please have a seat. I've got things to take care of at home, so we'll be leaving." With that, Maris grabbed Fia and headed out. Solam and Sim naturally followed.
Seeing that they were leaving, the old man grew anxious instead. It had not been easy to find an adventuring party that looked reliable, and he certainly did not want to let them go just like that. Besides, if he did not hire adventurers, was he supposed to go to the temple? That would cost even more.
"Hey, wait! Young man, let's talk this over. Why are you leaving so suddenly?"
"What's there to talk about? We're risking our lives, and that's all you're offering? You have no sincerity at all. There's no point talking. We're leaving." As he spoke, he gave Fia another hard tug. The young girl was still inexperienced and did not really want to leave yet.
"But six hundred is too much. If I really offered that much, I wouldn't have an easy time when I got back."
"Whether six hundred is too much, you know better than anyone. If you think it's too expensive, you can try asking the temple. Maybe they'll be willing to help your family." Maris already knew the Temple of Dawn had failed to reach an agreement with him. He was deliberately squeezing the old man now.
The old man froze at that. Talk to the temple, his ass. His baron did not even want to pay six hundred, so how could he possibly agree to the temple's asking price? Not to mention that the Temple of Dawn wanted to build a shrine in the baron's