Warlock Ch 74. Different Value
"Isn't it, you know… expensive?" Damian asked, a little hesitant as he approached the kitchen counter. The behemoth meat was no casual cut; in the Nullis world, it was on par with A5 wagyu beef, a rare delicacy with a price tag to match. Every slice was coveted, and prized for its restorative effects on the body.
Cassius glanced at him with an unamused look. "Do you think I'm some kind of a poor mage or something?"
Damian bit his lip, trying not to laugh, but his silence gave him away. Yes, he did think Cassius might be strapped for cash, at least by mage standards. "Well, you live alone," he pointed out, "and, uh… I've seen a lot of buildings bigger than this one."
Cassius raised an eyebrow, setting his knife down as he gave Damian a look that bordered on insulted. "Then why didn't you mention the fact I don't have sports cars in my garage? Or maybe I lack helicopters and yachts?"
