"Of course not. But whether you like it or not, Maximilian did bring up quite a few points about you being a so-called alien. I don't know who the red-skinned demoness is, but I'd go so far as to say that you're more of an alien than either her or Bastet, at least that is the case in my eyes. You're shrouded in mystery, Kaiden Grey, and I hoped we could come to a mutually beneficial arrangement."
"Such as?"
"Name your price."
"…" Kaiden did not hurt for money, not one bit. He did not care for politics. Frankly, there was not much the President could offer him. And with the dungeon's creation, he did not even need protection that much anymore.
But out of all those, protection was still the most important. Just because he had a dungeon did not mean he was invincible, especially when it came to time to leave. What if someone camped the exit?
"What is it that you desire to know?" he asked after thinking it through.
