Bickering

Airine rolled her eyes as she looked upward at Rafael. "If it's you who is rich now, Rafael."

"What do you mean?" Rafael asked, narrowing his eyes, trying to understand her sudden statement.

"Just look at the upper left corner," Airine pointed with a subtle nod, her voice tinged with a hint of sarcasm. "That is a book filled with many magic rituals, many of which are enough to make you rich in one night."

Alex's eyes widened, catching on to her words. "You've read the book?"

Airine smirked slightly, a glint of pride in her eyes. "How long do you think I've worked in this library? Even before the school started, I was already here. I've read almost all the books in this place."

Alex glanced around, taking in the sight of the towering shelves that seemed to stretch endlessly into the dimly lit corners of the library. "Even if you've been here for a while, isn't that too fast? There are just too many books."