"Mines? Then are you stealing from your masters?"
"No sir, this was brought out in exchange for normal payment.' Rosso spoke, showing a dusty gem that didn't seem that expensive, which was enough proof that the guard turned his head away, losing all his interest.
'The world is a small place.' He didn't know who to blame for this bad luck. The moment the shop had opened, a sort of enemy of his had already been doing some business with that strong pawnshop owner.
Why they were here, Rosso didn't care about it at all. This old pawn shop owner is probably the strongest being he had seen till now, so it's not odd that people from the major families were his customers wasn't odd and Rosso was well aware of it due to the last meeting he had with this old man, who claimed to have direct contact with the Vermilion family.
