Chapter 23: Skeleton King [1]
Loots... they were very rare. Rare enough that adventurers would backstab their closest allies just to claim one.
The air grew awkward.
The two girls fell silent. Cassie's mouth hung open, frozen in disbelief. And though Sophie tried to maintain her usual composure beneath the veil, the subtle flicker in her emerald eyes betrayed her surprise.
"Ah... right." Gabriel realized just how casually he had walked from corpse to corpse, harvesting loot after loot while the others watched in disbelief. But it was too late—now he had to cook up a story to convince these girls.
"You..." Cassie's eyes narrowed, her expression darkening. "What was that just now?"
"Loot? Isn't that normal?" he tilted his head in confusion, and this seemed to grate at Cassie's nerves.
She gritted her teeth, looking into his unreadable, empty eyes. The mage could tell he was clearly feigning ignorance.
"That's not the point," Sophie spoke. "You just casually picked up four or five drops from so few monsters. That's almost a monthly yield for some mid-tier adventurers."
"I know you haven't been an adventurer for long, but do you know how abnormal this is?" As stated before, Sophie wasn't the type to meddle in others' business, but this was something she couldn't overlook.