"Assistant? Working for you..?"
An'as looked at the merchant, stunned, his expression a mix of confusion and bafflement. And then, as he properly registered the situation, his face changed, and his voice raised.
"How ridiculous!? What sort of nonsense are you spouting?"
The disdain in An'as's face became all too clear.
How could he not be baffled? Some random "merchant" he knew nothing about had appeared out of nowhere and declared him an assistant. As if that made any sense.
This guy...
He was a total lunatic!
"I can't gauge your strength, but I don't think you're anywhere near as strong as the seven lords. It's also nothing compared to the Temple. Why would I work for someone like you? What can you even provide me? I can eas—"
"At the rate that you're progressing, you'll be stuck in your rank for a very long time."
