Beyond S-Rank — The Four Hundred Gold Deal

him. Whoa, hold on, lady. You don't want that garbage. That's just a useless Efrankle trash dragon. His wings are busted, his norns are cracked, and he's completely mute. On top of that, he's got a nasty temper, nearly bit off the hand of his last handler. Buy him, and and you're throwing your gold down the drain.

Save me. Please take me away. Shut up, you useless beast! Lady, don't buy into his little act.

This little demon is as cunning as they come. He only acts weak enough to get out. how much well since you insist 800 gold crowns for an f-rank cripple you just told me worthless 300 600 not a coin less insurance for damages 400

Four hundred. Take it, or I report this establishment to the Crown Guard.