For him, it was a vacation, a chance to relax.
He said he'd go home in the evening and just did.
But... isn't it a bit off to run a stall to make money and pay off debts during the New Year's?
Besides... the dragon whelp was still at the Dragon God Temple, playing with mud alongside the Children's Guard Corps that promised her the moon.
Running a stall by myself... would be somewhat boring.
I might as well ask Andre for six hundred gold coins.
That guy inherited a lot of my petty cash back in the day, asking him for six hundred gold coins... I wouldn't feel the slightest bit guilty.
"Why are you sitting down again?"
"I got money."
"???"
Standing up and getting money in less than three minutes?
"I'll sleep over at your place tonight."
"Sure," Lance turned his head to Ingrid: "Ingrid, prepare a set of pajamas and sleepwear for Amelia, and tidy up the guest room for her."
"Yes, Viscount, I'll get it ready right away."
"Hmm."
