"Hiring you all is no problem,"
Tait sipped his wine, pondering slowly, "But about the price..."
Meanwhile, Gourmet Goose sat in front of him, nonchalantly, with two swords strapped to his back.
He had recently begun to feel like it was only a matter of time before he ended up with five swords on his back...
"The price is negotiable, Your Excellency,"
Gourmet Goose chuckled. "To tell you the truth, I'm not afraid of you driving a hard bargain. After all, it's on our way. As long as you can keep a secret, even if we earn a bit more, it's all pure profit... and we have it easy. The Shelly Region really isn't dangerous... We are in for the long haul business; we won't cheat you."
"You really don't know how to do business..."
Tait, whose hairstyle matched Gourmet Goose's, laughed upon hearing this, his speech tinged with a strange dialect, "Who reveals their bottom line right at the beginning?"
