Chaotic thoughts plagued Lucius. Even after hearing Arthur's voice, he took a second to react before turning around, his gaze utterly bewildered.
"Don't forget your things!"
Arthur pointed at the notebook on the table.
Arthur had never leafed through that notebook.
More precisely, he had never even touched it.
A bitter smile crept onto Lucius's face.
It looked worse than crying.
The young avenger stood rooted to the spot.
"Please consider it a gift.
After all, it was what I intended to trade with you.
But now?"
A hint of self-mockery appeared on the young avenger's face.
He shrugged and turned away numbly.
"Wait!"
Arthur spoke again.
This time, rather than waiting for the young avenger to turn around, Arthur continued-
"I believe in fair trades.
Although I already know everything written in this notebook, it still has value, so...
I'll give you another opportunity to trade.
Unlike before, you won't just be able to trade with me aboard the Eastern. Our arrangement will still stand even after I return to South Los."
A spark began to return to the young avenger's eyes.
"So you're extending the deadline for our trade?"
He asked tentatively.
"Of course!
Not only am I extending the deadline, but I'm looking forward to seeing you bring me something that catches my interest."
Arthur gave Lucius an encouraging smile.
The instant Lucius saw that smile, he thought of Yura!
The mysterious Yura!
Yura, who seemed shrouded in mist!
If I could uncover Yura's secrets and trade them with Lord Credos...
The thought arose uncontrollably in the young avenger's mind, taking root and sprouting at a speed beyond imagination.
"I won't disappoint you!
I'll definitely bring you something truly valuable to trade!"
With those words, the young avenger left the Top Deck Cabin.
Arthur did not get