Dean thought for a moment, and it didn't do him any harm, so he nodded in agreement.
However, the equipment must be discussed in advance.
Just when he was about to speak, Timothy said with a half-smile but not a smile: "You suddenly thought about the gambling, it shouldn't be for money, right?"
Dean nodded and admitted frankly, "I have a research that requires the use of professional equipment, and the more the better."
Timothy showed a clear look, "Is that Ms. Magician? Indeed, with their wealth, if they want to participate in the gambling, they can only choose to mortgage their equipment."
He held his chin and thought for a moment, "Do you have any special needs? Equipment type, level, etc. If I come forward, there is basically no chance of being rejected."
Just think of it as repaying Dean's favor.
"It would be better to have more variety."
Dean was not polite to him, "The higher the level, the better."
"I guess so."
Timothy pushed the macaroni he ordered for Dean and couldn't help but gossip, "Speaking of professional equipment, doesn't Her Royal Highness have more in her hands?"
"Why do you have to..."
He didn't finish his words, but there was a very subtle expression on his face, allowing Dean to easily read the second half of the content.
Dean's expression changed slightly, and he was a little speechless.
How come even the people in the Knights knew that he had contact with Sigrid?
Is Her Royal Highness the Princess' personal relationship so confidential?
His expression was so understandable that Timothy cleared his throat and explained: "We are responsible for the safety of Her Highness the Princess in Area 13, so it is not surprising that we would know her whereabouts."
This was a valid reason, and Dean had no clue. Just as he was hesitating about how to answer, he saw Timothy lower his head and start eating.
It seemed like a casual question with no intention of in-depth exploration.
The two had a peaceful lunch. When they left, because Timothy had to pay, Dean stood outside the door and waited for him for a while. He happened to see a group of knights walking in a certain direction together.
"I thought the Knights' station would be deserted during working hours, but I didn't expect it to be so lively."
Looking at the knights walking past one after another in front of him, Dean turned his head and said to Timothy who had finished talking to the waiter.
"lively?"
Timothy looked in the direction he pointed, with a slightly surprised expression, but soon he found the specific reason from his memory.
"This excitement is not that simple... Let's go and see it together?"
After figuring out what happened, Timothy extended an invitation to Dean with a sense of fun.
Dean did not refuse, and the two followed the crowd to their destination and found that it was a training ground for the Knights.
In the center of the field, there was a figure that was both strange and familiar.
That is……
Dean thought about it and quickly found the corresponding memory.
"This is Maya, the leader of the Wizards. Why is she here?"
Timothy leaned against the pillar and adjusted his glasses.
"The magician owes us money, and he hasn't paid it back yet, you know that, right?"
Dean nodded.
Lucy and Ronan reminded him yesterday, but it only took half a day, and he couldn't forget it so quickly.
"The money owed to the Knights in District 13 cannot be solved by delaying..."
Pointing to the mark of the "Special Training Ground for Sparring" next to the pillar, Timothy introduced simply and clearly: "The long-term sparring mission released by the Knights, the reward is determined based on strength, with a maximum of five gold per day."
"This must be the third day. She defeated at least a hundred knights in the past two days. She was quite a show-off, so she attracted so many people."
“I’m just watching the fun, but I’m also trying to earn face.”
Timothy shook his head disapprovingly, obviously not thinking that anyone could earn back this face.
"Actually speaking, even a day's worth of hardware cannot match the worth of Miss Maya. The Knights took advantage of being able to hire her at this price."
"But doing hardware work makes at least more than other wizards in a day washing dishes. For her, it may be considered a good job."
Dean's mouth twitched.
Forget about being a sparring partner and still wash dishes?
Is this... already working to pay off the debt?
"After all, he is a famous professional, so he can't even afford this kind of money, right?"
He let out a sigh that was completely ignorant of human suffering.
"yes."
Timothy sneered and replied: "If they hadn't caused more losses than rewards every time they took on a mission, I don't think they would be where they are today."
Listening to him talk about several cases in which the magicians completed commissions, Dean's expression gradually became distorted.
"rabbit."
When he was receiving the impact of the information, Maya on the field had already manipulated the tall girl wearing a rabbit-shaped mask to come behind the knight on the opposite side.
The girl's figure was extremely flexible, like a humanoid rabbit, and Dean couldn't even capture her figure with his naked eyes.
In just an instant, the knight who was holding the sword and looking nervous fell to the ground.
So fast.
Dean frowned slightly, subconsciously thinking about what strategy he should adopt when facing this rabbit mask.
His expression was too serious, and Timothy knew at a glance that this man was thinking about business, and a look of regret flashed across his face.
However, he decided to follow the procedure.
Timothy approached Dean and said maliciously: "Bunny girl, do you look good?"
Who knew that Dean didn't follow the routine at all, and turned around and had his lines taken away.
"A corpse, what's so beautiful about it?"
Timothy was stunned, but he didn't expect Dean to see it.
He looked at this seemingly mediocre young man with some surprise, and couldn't help but praise: "Amazing! Her magic is not easy to see through. The first time she used it, many elite knights of the Knights were concealed. Your eyesight is much better than theirs."
Dean smiled modestly and said nothing.
In fact, it was not him who noticed this, but Falling Star Hair Demon.
With her extraordinary ability to sense the breath of life, Xiao Lan easily identified the true identity of the girl in the rabbit mask and revealed the answer to Dean.
This allowed him to overturn Timothy's army.
If he only relied on him, Dean might not be able to recognize whether it was a human or a ghost if someone came close to him.
Somewhat impressed by Dean, Timothy glanced at the "bunny girl" who was almost punching her in the training ground, and suddenly became curious about what would happen if the two faced off.
He asked, "How about it? Do you want to go up and give it a try?"
"This is a good time to test the magician's strength, and we pay for it, aren't you tempted?"
"No."
Dean refused immediately.
He didn't want to reveal his strength so early, especially the details of the Falling Star Hair Demon.
Before Timothy could say anything else, Dean took one last look at the motionless figure in the field and chose to turn around and leave.
Timothy raised his eyebrows and followed. Before he had taken two steps, he heard the man continue to add, "And I'm not short of money either."
"A one-day sparring session with Hardware is not worthy of my worth."
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