The next day.
Hilia got up, bought so food from the food stall at the camp, and before she went back, she ran into Pascal.
He stopped her, and with a somber tone, said, "Miss Hilia, right? Let’s talk."
Hilia smiled, "Straight price, 40 Gold Coins, no bargaining. If you decide, bring the money to where we live. You know where that is. Co before we go explore the ruins."
"I think we can talk."
"40 Gold Coins, and everything is negotiable," Hilia said, moving further away.
"Is Gold Coins all you care about?" Pascal shouted.
Hilia paused and turned back, puzzled, "Mr. Pascal, what else is there to talk about besides Gold Coins? Silver Coins?"
"The relationships between people aren’t just maintained by Gold Coins... Hey? You..."
Pascal’s voice gradually faded away.
Hilia asked Rose with great confusion, "Master Rose, is there sothing wrong with this person? We’re not familiar; what else is there to talk about besides Gold Coins?"
Rose laughed, "In a transaction, any action not involving money is an attempt to drive the price down."
"Can’t lower it a bit."
Hilia was no longer planning to make money by selling information.
Making one profit is enough.
Now there’s a better opportunity to make money right in front of her.
Outside the camp where she and Elina were stationed, there was already a long line.
A crowd of rcenaries, either lying down or being supported, was waiting for her arrival.
Upon seeing her, all the rcenaries got excited, "Elf Priestess, please help us! We are cursed in the ruins and cannot heal our injuries. We urgently need purification to dispel it."
Hilia glanced over the crowd and pointed to a person lying on a stretcher, "You co first."
The two rcenaries carrying him imdiately got excited.
The rcenary ahead of him instantly complained, "Why let him go first? I clearly ca first."
Hilia glanced at him, saying lightly, "Because he’s about to die."
The rcenary imdiately shut up.
Entering Elina’s makeshift treatnt stall, Hilia handed the breakfast she bought to Elina, letting her eat first, then called on the rcenaries carrying the stretcher to place the injured person on a temporary wooden board.
Seeing this, Elina put down her breakfast, stepped forward, and used Elf Blessing, followed closely by Hilia’s Purification Skill.
In cooperation, they quickly dispelled the curse on this rcenary, then used Healing Skill to give him a breath and keep him from dying at the door.
Seeing the injured person’s breathing beco stable under the glow of Healing Skill, the two carrying the stretcher got excited, "The two priests are simply the best gift from God to the world! Thank you so much!"
Hilia stopped them from thanking, "Don’t rush to thank yet, pay the treatnt fee first."
The thanking rcenaries were stunned for a mont, then showed a painful expression. They rummaged through their bodies for a while and found a pile of Silver Coins.
"Sorry, Priestess, we don’t have Gold Coins, only Silver Coins. Would 240 Silver Coins be okay?"
Hilia didn’t speak, just counted the Silver Coins silently. Soon, she took out 20 Silver Coins and pushed the rest back.
"The treatnt fee is 20 Silver Coins; you gave too much."
The rcenaries were startled, then joyfully collected the Silver Coins.
"Thank you, thank you, you’re not God’s gift, you are God!"
Rose’s figure appeared beside Hilia, capturing a trace of drifting Power of Faith and playing with it in his hand.
Hilia noticed his action and asked curiously, "What is Master Rose doing?"
"Helping you handle the Power of Faith. Your current power is too low; the concentration of the Power of Faith will affect your future."
"Huh? Power of Faith?"
"Yes, that’s where the Power of Faith cos from. This is the basic thod of acquiring Power of Faith. If you follow the path of a Holy Priest, the Power of Faith from healing will nourish your holy Magic Power. But you’re not, so I’ll handle this Power of Faith for you."
The Power of Faith circled around Rose’s hand, flicked with his fingers, and through ntal connection entered the Sealed Land, being flicked onto Sea God Ethel, who was carrying heavy rocks, constructing the Endless Abyss.
"Hah, co eat."
Ethel: "?"
...
anwhile, as Hilia was waving the two rcenaries to carry the injured person down and swap for the next, an untily voice rang out, "What do you an? Last night you charged us 10 Gold Coins for treatnt; here, it’s only 20 Silver Coins?"
Hilia looked up to see an unhappy Pascal.
She didn’t reply, just signaled for the next person to co.
But Pascal blocked in front of them, "Please return the excess Gold Coins to ."
Hilia frowned, already starting to get angry, "Mr. Pascal, do you know what you’re doing right now? Do you need to tell everyone your identity?"
"Identity?" Pascal suddenly realized, shocked at what he was doing.
What’s wrong with ?
Cold sweat dripped from Pascal’s body as he hurriedly stepped aside.
He watched Hilia and Elina treat others and started reflecting internally.
"Wasn’t that behavior just now sothing I would do? No, I, the eighth Prince of Ista, even if I like bargaining, wouldn’t act like this..."
The more he thought, the more his scalp tingled, as if sharp edges were pressing against his back.
"When did I... fall into Spirit Magic?"
He raised his head, looked around, but couldn’t see anything, only felt the voices and actions around him gradually distance themselves from him.
Monts later, he regained his composure, glanced at Hilia, and left without turning back.
Hilia raised her head to look at him, puzzled, "Is this person okay? I always feel like he’s been tainted."
Elina also took a look and shook her head, "No traces of contamination; maybe you scolded him awake."
"Oh."
Hilia couldn’t help but glance at Rose, but thought how unlikely it was for Rose to do such a thing, then withdrew her gaze and focused on treating patients.
After returning last night, Hilia predicted that a large number of cursed rcenaries would definitely co this morning, so she discussed treatnt fees and how to set up the stall with Elina.
Eventually, they decided to reduce the treatnt fees from 2 Gold Coins to between 10 Silver Coins and 2 Gold Coins.
How much would depend on their free pricing; there was a reason for whatever they said.
At full speed of treatnt by both of them, all the queued patients were healed in about two hours.
Elina rubbed her temples, stretched lazily, and picked up the breakfast she hadn’t finished, eating it. "Patients are fewer than anticipated."
Hilia looked towards the direction of the ruins, "Maybe it’s because the rest couldn’t co back."
Elina paused, chewing on the cold bacon, also looking towards the ruins. Hesitated, she put down the bacon and said in a low voice, "Hilia, when we returned yesterday, shouldn’t we have told everyone that the ruins are dangerous and to enter cautiously?"
Hilia smiled slightly, "It doesn’t make a difference either way. When we ca out, those who were supposed to go in had already entered. We reminded the rest, and because we erged unscathed, they’d instead think we’re lying to them. Can’t stop them. Just go with the flow, do what you’re capable of, this is the truth told by God~!"
Elina stood up, swallowed the bacon in one gulp, "After earning a profit, we should continue to explore!"
"Let’s go!"
Just as the two were about to leave, Pascal’s voice rang again.
He blocked in front of them, looking sowhat strange.
He took out a money pouch and threw it over.
"Here’s 40 Gold Coins, take it."
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