Ms. Sharan seemed to have misunderstood something, and Lyle watched the lady in front of him, who was grinning cleverly.
"Uncle, aren't you going to clear up the misunderstanding? Just explain that, to me, you're only worth a thousand Yules."
"A thousand Yules is quite a lot." Ralph adjusted the brim of his hat, "I didn't expect that idle joke to have such serious consequences. As a woman, to become Naranya's new inspector, I can imagine how much Sharan had to pour into her job afterwards. A misunderstanding that had a positive impact on her life, let's let it continue. Her making it to this point today..." Ralph's sharp eyes reflected on the shop windows beside the street, as if ripples were forming on water.
"To achieve such a feat, it's not unreasonable to praise her as Verlet."
"Hearing such high praise from you, Ms. Sharan must be very happy."
"Then why don't you be a little more impressive? I've already praised you so much."
