"Me? I'm not working with anyone. I'm working for myself. These men I hired; I did that only for you."
"Why would you do that for me? To help me?"
Veronica asked after being skeptical about his action.
"Help?"
The man burst into laughter.
After he laughed to his heart's content, he added, "Lady, I don't mind if you think that way. You see, I'll be helped if you come with me."
"What do you want? Who are you working for?"
"Didn't I tell you? I hired the mercenaries myself. Everything is my doing. You see the Magic Tower values you very much."
"Magic Tower?" Veronica frowned.
'Does he know my identity? Is this why he is after me?' she pondered.
The man said, "The last time I sold your hair to them, I had become rich enough to buy a noble title.
"I wonder if I sell the rest of your hair, eyeballs, arms and legs, how much money I'll earn. Maybe I'll become richer than the king."
"..."
