These Half-Elves are too arrogant, too self-important, do they really think they're irreplaceable? Laine intends to humble them today.
"This..." Estelle hadn't anticipated things would turn out this way. He hesitated for a moment, his expression alternating between red and white before he lowered his head to speak the truth: "In the forest, we rarely use currency; it's mostly barter. I really don't have much saved. There's still a batch of goods in my hands, maybe I can sell it for some money, but... Des and I don't want to continue a life of wandering and living from horseback. We've had enough of that life. So, I beg you, Laine, my friend, please take us in. If it's not possible... we can share a house, and even a soldier's salary would be fine."
"Indeed, Lord Laine, please, many people in the forest don't like us, but if you take us in, even the most demanding Forest Lord won't say anything." Des also pleaded.
