A Maid's Examination

"Sven, even if we are adversaries and leaders of a bandit gang, you would not mock us the moment we meet, right?" Wrath snorted unhappily. Her thick eyebrows were raised.

She had a well-defined face, a high nose bridge, long and narrow eyes, and short black hair. Her overall appearance looked average.

"I've never seen a storeroom with such exquisite furniture and murals, or is something worth more than ten gold coins just trash in the eyes of its owner?" the golden-haired Greed said with a mocking tone.

She had taken care of the Demoness Bandit Gang's finances, so she was quite proficient in business. It meant that she had an accurate judgment of how much those things had cost.

"You have misunderstood; I don't mean to mock you. I'm telling the truth. The place you are living in now is the castle's storage room." Sven raised his chin and nodded behind him. "If you don't believe me, you can take a look at my room. Then you will understand."