Nikos, along with his group, Marielle, Liriel, and Jarek, approached the small gate made of strong steel, which Nikos had visited a few days ago.
Coincidentally, the receptionist behind the counter was the same one who had helped Nikos when he bought his golden cards, the female centaur.
The receptionist immediately recognized Nikos from his striking appearance. "Oh, it's you, sir merchant, good morning," she greeted with a warm smile.
"Morning," Nikos replied.
The receptionist noticed that Liriel, Marielle, and Jarek were wearing magic collars on their necks.
"Are you here to buy another golden card for your slave, sir?" she asked.
Nikos smiled, "That's right, I want to buy a golden card for my subordinates."
The mention of subordinates felt weird to the receptionist, since rarely did slave owners refer to their slaves as subordinates, but she decided not to think too much about it.
"For how many people?" she asked.