Wrik sighed in relief as the negotiation went down. He could not believe he convinced this wild lady who proclaimed herself as Lily.
Lily had a more handsome face than a pretty one. She was light brown-skinned with her dark hair was long braided behind her, while her standing, moving, was as whacky as her talking. A peculiar lady.
"Little brother, no need to fear, as I gave you my words. I won't make you slaves, nor you two little friends," Lily said. "But you have to keep your bargain as well."
Wrik nodded as the group left the cave. The three people Wrik had beaten up were in no condition to move. The other slaves carried them without any sound.
"You beat them quite badly. I had to invest quite a collection from my belongings to treat them," Lily added, glancing up and down at the three beaten up slaves. "I guess I can't blame you for that. They reap what they sow."
