A short Omake.
Something to bribe Lost into giving us a XXX
. pikachu is also going to sleep nao
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The sound of tinkling metal was decidedly odd. Not because of it's nature. Gold, especially alloyed gold such as the ones found in coins naturally clink on anything solid.
No. What was odd was that the sound there was only that sound. Just the clinking of coins as Guivzi went about her business whatever they were.
"Why'd you like gold so much?" You managed to mumble through the haze of exhaustion. Or maybe you wanted to talk to someone who at least has the semblance of caring for you. There was only so much to do before boredom and loneliness kicked in.
"Hmm" She said before pulling her head from the book she had "You say anything ?"
"I said" you enunciate clearly "why do you, why do goblin's like gold so much?"
And to your actual surprise Guivzi stopped and thought about it.
"It's because it's gold." She said at last "And with gold comes freedom. Kingdoms come and go but gold stays and with Gold you can buy a lot of things"
"T's weird" You admitted. And in a way it's true. For a long time living in a village meant that you didn't just dealt with money. Many people would help one another without the need for gold. Some would buy things on 'credit' or with promises to pay later or a cup of beer.
"Weird?" Guivzi said with a tilt. You're pretty sure it's sarcasm. "You're the weird one Smith. That potion of yours was bought with gold. From the flask to the ingredients to the equipment. Without gold you would probably be dead?"
"Still weird" you said stubbornly "I'mma here because I was very very good. Gold has nothing to do with that"
"And how did you get good?" she countered "Who bought you what you needed to practice with? Or paid you to live in a human capital?"
"Notta point" you said "you gave me the potion right? Did anyone gave you gold to do it?"
"I'm doing it for the promise of gold"
"But it's still a promise" you insisted.
"Maybe it's a promise for gold and maybe you're doing it for gold. But I don't have gold and I may die tommorow but still it's a promise. And you Miss Goblin-" you point at her with your free hand. "- are relying on a promise."
Guivzi look like she wanted to blow andand maybe you shouldn't have challenged her. But before you start to regret it she turned back into a book and decided to ignore you.
And curling up in your blanket you wonder if it's a good thing
