The Meaning Of Sacrifice

“Just 30%, you’re really too kind!” Richard realised how inane he sounded, but Noelene was the only one he could ask so he forced himself to continue, “It’s like this. One of my subordinates was heavily burnt by a red dragon. I need your help to remove or at least lessen her scars.”

“Oh? I assume she’s a beauty, then?” Noelene’s voice grew even colder.

Richard sighed, “She was one of my father’s thirteen. Perhaps you might know Lina?”

Noelene’s expression eased greatly, “Ah, the Dragon Mage. Yes, I’ve heard of her; wasn’t she the one who sold off her own equipment to help maintain Gaton’s foundation? Yes, I can help.”

Richard sighed, “Yes, it seems like those of my family visit the pawn shops and auction houses more to sell than buy these days. Whatever, I’ll have her look for you. Thank you, Priestess!”

Noelene just huffed, “It isn’t so easy to deal with a red dragon’s breath. This sort of healing...