Restart:Untalented Man

Chapter 414  Completing the Transaction

Albert turned his gaze toward his daughter and notice the gleam of determination in her eyes.

In the dimly lit underground storage warehouse, her body language spoke volumes. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

The slump in her shoulders had straightened. Her eyes that tinged with sadness dissipated, replaced by a spark of enthusiasm.

"What about you, Mon?" Elder Samnnite asked whether Mon was interested in learning the way of magic.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested." He rejected the offer, "I only plan to get the money and travel around the continent. It has always been a dream of mine."

Words flowed effortlessly from his mouth. Sometimes, even Mon was surprised by how natural and seamless he could weave lies.

There's no way he would agree. While learning magic does look appealing and life-changing, he heard many outlandish rumours about the practice.

With the 'goods' they keep ordering, he knows they are up to no good.

'Better not to get involved with them.'

"Is that so? That's such a shame," Elder Samnitte expressed disappointment, his eyes lingering briefly on Mon. "What about you?" he turned his attention to Matt.

"Me?" Matt stammered, taken aback by the unexpected offer.

It was his first meeting with the elder, and the sudden offer to learn magic caught him off guard.

Facing a rare and tempting opportunity, Matt felt his rationality waver as the allure of the magical arts beckoned.

The prospect of learning magic which is out of the reach for ordinary man stirred a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind.

The offer seemed like a chance to change his life in ways he hadn't imagined.

Matt wants to accept it immediately.

Fortunately, he managed to calm himself down.

Matt sneakily glances at his friend, Mon, from the corner of his eyes. 'Why does Mon reject the offer? Isn't this a chance to change our life?'

Mon was the one who taught him to grab every opportunity that passed by if he wished to climb higher in life.

Yet, his friend rejects it. After giving some thought, Matt shook his head and politely replied, "I'm sorry, Elder Samnitte. Your offer is too big for a little man like me to grasp. I prefer to live an ordinary and simple life. But still, thank you for your kind gesture."

"I see...If that's your choice, who am I to argue?" said Elder Samnitte.

Elder Samnitte waved his hand and an iron chest floated toward them.

The sight intrigued everyone present, sparking varying reactions.

Albert and his daughter smile from ear to ear, believing they made the right choice.

Mon, however, simply clicked his tongue. To him, this is a last-ditch effort of Elder Samnitte to change his mind.

Thud-

"This is your payment," Elder Samnitte said as he dropped the iron chest in front of Mon.

Mon can hear the clinging sound of coins emanating from the chest the moment it landed.

Despite many eyes curiously gazing at the chest, eager to witness its content, he decided to not open it.

Even though he is sceptical about all this magic thing, Mon places a modicum of trust in Elder Samnitte, acknowledging the elder's credibility in upholding their business deal.

"Matt, help me put the chest on the wagon."

"Huh? Sure."

Matt promptly heeded the order, joining Mon in lifting one end of the heavy iron chest. Once they had successfully loaded the chest onto the wagon, Mon bid farewell to Elder Samnitte.

"It's a pleasure doing business with you, Elder Samnitte. Unfortunately, we may not be able to see each other ever again."

The elder subtly smiled, "Don't say that. We don't know what the future would hold for us. I hope you have a safe journey to wherever your destination is."

"Thanks, Elder Samnitte," Mon expressed gratitude, exchanging a parting glance with the father and daughter duo. "Goodbye, Ferrons."

"Goodbye, Mon and Matt. Thanks for bringing us here." Albert and his daughter chorused their farewells.

Two wagons rolled out of the opulent building, and as they traversed the road, it became apparent they were heading northwest, bound for the Sidgean Empire.

During their journey, silence enveloped both of them.

Matt felt the urge to strike up a conversation, but Mon swiftly signalled him to remain silent.

It wasn't until they had left Mindsza behind and put some distance that Mon finally released a long sigh.

"Alright Matt, you can speak now."

"I can? Sure. Why do you forbid me from speaking?"

"I heard the rumour that their leader, the High Pyromancer, can eavesdrop on every conversation in the city if he wants to."

"Hahaha! You must be insane to believe that rumour." Matt chuckled.

Mon frowns and he looks at his friend, "Really? Am I? Don't you just see the heavy iron chest float midair?"

Matt stops his laughter. "I guess you're right. But, wouldn't that be scary?"

"Obviously!" Mon rolled his eyes, "I can't imagine living in a city where someone secretly listening to my everyday conversation."

"Does that mean we made the right decision to not accept the offer?" Matt asked.

"I don't know whether it is right or wrong. However, I'm sure there's creepy stuff going on in that place." "I see. Now I understand. It is so weird seeing you reject the opportunity that lies in front of you." Matt begins to understand why his friend rejects the offer.

"Opportunity? I feel his offer is more like a trap." "I'm glad to follow your decision although I feel like you should tell me beforehand."

"You should judge with your brain, Matt. The offer is too good to be true."

"Where are we going now, Mon?"

"We are going to a border city called Caleo. I'm going to distribute the payment between us there. After that, I'm planning to cross the border and enter Sidgean Empire. What about you?"

"I don't know and I don't have a plan yet. So, I'll be travelling with you for a while until I find somewhere nice to settle down."

"Somewhere nice..." Mon tries to think of a place that fits the description. "It's Ryntum, then."