“Rest assured, the Lord Bishop will surely rescue Dark Crow from her cage. For now, proceed as planned and await the Lord Bishop’s call.”
Allie stood under the moonlight, her dark-gold hair fluttering gently in the night breeze.
The high-ranking members of the Dark Night Order kneeling before her answered in unison. They quickly rose and vanished into the night, setting off to execute the mysterious Lord Bishop’s plan.
Left alone, Allie looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky.
The moonlight spilled across her face, coating her in a soft halo.
She was well aware that she wasn't someone suited for planning or management.
What she excelled at was combat—speaking with her sword and crushing any obstacle with pure strength.
Since Greg had assigned her a task, she would complete it. There was no need to ask why or question its logic.
She only needed to believe in him and do it.
Furthermore, after spending these past few months together, she had grown accustomed to having Wendy by her side.
She desperately wanted to save Wendy, not for some greater cause or for the sake of the plan, but simply because she wanted that girl to stay with her.
“Hang in there, Wendy. We’ll rescue you soon. That idiot young master must be working hard in his own way right now, too, so everything will be fine!”
...
As the morning sun filtered through the gaps in the curtains, Greg was still drifting in and out of sleep when a rapid knocking on his door jolted him awake.
Thud! Thud!
The knocking was loud, carrying an aura that couldn't be ignored.
Greg scrambled out of bed. Still in his pajamas and with messy hair, he rushed toward the door.
When he opened it, he found that the one knocking was indeed the Little Dragon Girl, Juno.
She had changed into clean casual clothes today. Her reddish-brown hair draped over her back, and she looked much more energetic than she had yesterday.
Her appearance here was likely to fulfill the promise she made the day before.
Greg kept his voice as low as possible. “Wait for me outside for a second. I’ll change and be out soon.”
Without waiting for Juno to respond, he immediately shut the door and turned back into the room to change.
Since he hadn't stayed in the dorm for the past few days, Corwin and Rom had acted as if they’d discovered some world-shaking secret when he returned last night. They had bombarded him with questions, asking if he had stepped onto the threshold of adulthood ahead of them.
The two of them had taken turns grilling him until midnight before Greg finally managed to quell their curiosity.
If they saw Juno coming to find him this early in the morning, he wouldn't be getting any peaceful sleep tonight either.
He quickly changed into clean casual clothes, tidied his hair, and opened the door. “Sorry for the wait. Let’s go.”
Juno didn't move immediately. Instead, she peered behind him, her gaze sweeping over the dormitory door he had just hurriedly closed. “Where are the pajamas you just took off?”
A bad premonition welled up in Greg’s heart. “On the bed. What do you want?”
Juno spoke quite openly. “I want your pajamas. Can I have them?”
Although she had been sent to the infirmary yesterday, the doctor hadn't found anything wrong with her after a long examination and eventually sent her back to the dorm to rest.
After returning, she had slept while clutching Greg’s coat. When she woke up, she realized that aside from the sheets being a bit damp, she felt exceptionally refreshed. Her efficiency in both studying and training had increased significantly.
She had later tried sneaking into her roommates' clothes to test them, but none had the same effect. Moreover, Melina had started looking at her with a very strange expression because of it...
In short, she discovered that only clothes Greg had worn seemed to have this effect on her.
Therefore, to enjoy that feeling again... no, to become stronger, she decided to stock up.
“...”
Greg looked into her clear and honest golden eyes, momentarily speechless.
Doesn't this girl know how to hide her fetishes at all?
I respect and understand everyone’s fetishes, but that doesn't mean I have to cooperate!
Greg refused decisively. “No.”
Juno immediately raised the stakes. “I’ll trade gold coins for them!”
Greg was silent for a moment before asking seriously, “...How much are you offering?”
Juno pulled out her bulging little purse. “All of it.”
Greg answered without a hint of hesitation, “Wait here. I’ll go back and get them for you right now.”
According to his original plan, Greg shouldn't have been short on money.
However, the plan had changed—the Boss of the third layer had escaped the dungeon. Consequently, he and Allie hadn't had time to slowly collect the gems dropped along the way when they left.
On top of that, some gems had already been snatched away by other monsters. The amount they eventually managed to bring out was very limited; even if sold, it would only amount to pocket money.
As such, he valued this extra capital quite highly.
Greg returned to the dorm, grabbed the discarded pajamas from the bed, folded them, and put them in a bag. He then hurried back out and handed them to Juno.
Juno took the bag and couldn't wait to bury her face in the opening. She took a deep breath and looked up, a look of intoxication on her face as her cheeks flushed slightly.
“It’s all Greg’s scent... Hehehe...”
Seeing her expression, Greg suddenly worried. Was it really okay to have triggered such a strange fetish in her?
But on second thought, the exchange would be over in a while. She should be able to find a substitute by then.
He pushed the thought aside and held out his hand. “Where’s the money?”
Juno snapped out of it and poured all the gold coins from the small purse at her waist into Greg’s palm.
The golden coins glittered under the morning sun, each one feeling heavy and satisfying in his hand.
Greg did a quick count. There were forty gold coins!
To put it in perspective, the gloves he had Victoria sell last time had only fetched forty gold coins because they not only matched the shopkeeper’s fetish but were also embedded with gems.
But now, what he had given Juno was just a pair of ordinary pajamas; the cost was only a few copper coins.
This was far more than he had anticipated, instantly making his deflated wallet bulge again.
“Oh, right. The Dragon Duchy seems to have close ties with Catherine’s family.”
Greg then remembered that the Dragon race and Catherine’s Roman family were very close, making them quite wealthy.
It wasn't surprising that Juno was so generous.
Although the transaction made Greg feel a bit of shame, she simply gave too much!
After pocketing the gold coins, he said in a professional tone, “If you have any needs in the future, just let me know. I can even do custom orders for an extra fee.”
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