"1,500 pounds, plus three opportunities to have an Artisan make something!"
After quoting the price, Elland immediately added, "I know this price isn't particularly high for you, but the assignment really is very simple. You just need to impersonate him, handling his daily affairs, meeting different guests, and dealing with his mistress without giving anything away. He should be back in two or three days."
Klein sank into thought. The price was quite satisfactory. More importantly, he would get to truly act as an "important figure," taking on another role on top of Gehrman's. It would definitely help him digest his potion.
The only question was whether that admiral had really let bygones be bygones over what had happened before. Could this be a trap?
"Give me that admiral's information. I need some time to consider it." I need to perform divination above the gray fog.
Elland breathed a sigh of relief. "No problem. I'll await your good news at the Sweet Lemon Bar."
At half past six that evening, in a private room at the Sweet Lemon Bar.
"Elland, you've truly gone mad... I honestly can't believe you found Moody Gehrman Sparrow to impersonate His Excellency the Admiral."
A man strode in and looked at Elland, who was waiting there, in astonishment. "What's even harder to believe is that His Excellency actually agreed. He agreed to let that lunatic impersonate him."
Elland smiled. "The world can sometimes be that amazing, can't it?"
"Where is this Gehrman?"
Just then, another Elland stepped out of the shadows. Apart from slightly different clothing, he looked exactly the same. A strange smile covered his face. "Bilt, he's right in front of you."
"???"
The man named Bilt froze, then stared straight at the "Elland" before him and began to stammer. "You... you're