Chapter 11: Money Is Not Omnipotent, But Without Money You Are Absolutely Doomed
“You see! None of them ended well, did they!” Rena finally found something to seize on.
“But at least they enjoyed life while they were alive. You’re already bearing the risk of being a Witch—then you should at least strive for benefits worthy of that risk. Make good use of a Witch’s abilities to live well for a few more days. That way, even if you get caught, you won’t regret it too much.” Leon was still trying to coax her patiently.
“What kind of twisted logic is that?!” Rena did not let herself be led astray.
“You do realize you can no longer rely on Mrs. Hannah Weisland to sell Mana, right? Other than that, do you have any other source of income?” Leon suddenly asked.
Rena was momentarily left speechless.
Mrs. Hannah Weisland had always purchased her goods at a low price; in truth, her income had been very small, with hardly any savings.
Now that her income source had suddenly been cut off, even eating normally in the future might become a problem.
“I’m guessing you’ve been living pretty frugally, huh? Your clothes are worn down like this, and that red shawl is almost faded into rags, yet you still won’t throw it away…” Seeing that this tactic worked, Leon said casually.
“What does that have to do with you?! My grandmother made this for me!” Rena suddenly became unusually forceful, gripping the shawl on her shoulders that had already faded to a pale red.