Michelle secretly glanced at Alaric. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, but from what she knew, he was still below 20. She also noticed another thing about him: his aura. He was like a sword in its sheath, silent and deadly.
While she was observing him, Alaric opened up the topic he had discussed with the mayor earlier.
"…What do you think, Lady Michelle? If you accept my request, I will fulfill any conditions you set as long as they are within my means."
Everyone turned their heads to Michelle, wondering how she would respond.
To their surprise, the viscountess nodded calmly as if it were a small matter. "That won't be a problem, Your Highness. Just give me the word and I will send those people to you as soon as possible."
Alaric was impressed by her decisiveness. She didn't even hesitate for a second!
However, Alaric didn't believe that she would do this for free. While rubbing his chin, he asked. "Tell me what you want in return."
