Amidst the serene rice fields, the sun's gradual ascent cast its warm glow upon the scene. Emily, the yellow-haired demon, furrowed her brows in puzzlement when the male human by her side broached the subject of a job offer.
"Huh?" she reacted, visibly taken aback. "Hey!" her voice resonated with irritation. "I'm your mercenary, not some lackey!"
Rizki, with a touch of playful mockery, playfully stuck out his tongue and added, "Orcbro is under my employ now, so, in a way, you're my property too." Emily sighed in resignation and replied, "I suppose you're right."
Rizki, his gaze fixed on the horizon where the sun was on the cusp of rising, declared, "That's settled then. I'll contact Orcbro to make your employment official."
