"I don't need anything."
Cedric looked at the young elf in front of him, staring at him with dead-serious eyes. "You have to need something, right? Like an otherworldly seed or something?"
"There's no such thing," Vynn said with a smile. "But that doesn't mean I won't help you. I can work something out for you."
"…for free?" Cedric asked in an uncomfortable tone. "I would much rather that you ask for a price. That's how I do things. It can be something other than items, like information or skills."
"Do you have skills?" asked Vynn with surprise. Skills were rarer than grimoires since they dropped from monsters instead of being found in ruins. The chances of obtaining a skill were a lot lower.
"I have this, if you want it," Cedric said as he took out a core from his dimensional ring. It was a core that he obtained from the Ebonwyrm monster he fought along the way. "It's called Poisonous Limbs."
