Once Russell learned that Alice had been an unrestrained arsonist who exploited her own strengths, he suddenly found himself unable to look Radish in the eye.
He had initially felt that this black-haired beauty appeared both composed and dignified, giving off an aura of effortless grace... Russell had a rather good impression of her.
But now, he dared not even glance at Radish.
He was very worried that when he looked over, Radish would happen to look back at him.
In such a case, things would become too awkward... Russell felt that in that case, he might blush from embarrassment.
Anyway, all the questions that needed to be asked had been asked.
He had not only obtained information about Morgan and Camarcel, but even racked up quite a few additional gains. It could be said to be quite the fruitful endeavor.
"... So, what's the price I have to pay for this information?"
Russell asked obediently.
Although Grandma Lan once belonged to Babel Tower, she might not charge him.
