A True Man Admits Defeat!

Viktor couldn't restrain his strong urge to smile as he turned to Barter. The latter revealed a rare look of dismay and scratched his head dubiously. Then, he sprung his eyes open and nodded with might.

"Oh, yea yea yea! That's right, Kid. Hahaha. I've forgotten about it… That was after the Midsummer Festival, eh? Don't worry, I always keep my promise."

"Yes, Mr. Barter."

Rhode maintained the pretentious, passionate smile on his face.

"Just as I've thought. Seems like you're a true man who keeps to his promise. So then, please accept this and I look forward to seeing you during the Winter Ceremony."

Rhode passed the small bag to Barter and the latter took it over with a puzzled look. Barter tossed the bag between his hands and when he looked down, Rhode had taken half a step back and bowed slightly.

"Alright then, I have to report to the association. See you guys at the Winter Ceremony."