"..No. Just no," Yulia turned around and was prepared to leave the space.
"Halt," Heine stopped the woman in her tracks.
With an unwilling expression, she faced the Fae King in displeasure. "What now?!"
She was a little irritated, understandably so. She had been tricked out of her focus and offered a job she didn't exactly want.
"Consider doing this.. not for Estelle, but for your own sake. They have been cultivating monsters. We haven't confirmed whether it is artificial or not, but I reckon the variety of specimens would interest you in some type of way," Heine tried to persuade her.
"..You say it like I'm not an actual Witch, and I could just steal a couple for myself,"
"That's true, but don't you want to solve the mystery? Find the production method? Who gave them the knowledge to do so?" Heine knew that the conversation was heading in his preferred direction. With a lovely smirk, his voice's tone grew more convincing, eliciting a disgusted glare from the blonde Witch.
