"15K, at this rate, we'll be able to ransom ourselves in a few years."
Nia suddenly asked,
"Do you really want to leave here?"
"Eh?"
Nina was clearly taken aback by the question.
"Well..."
Initially, she really did want to leave this hellhole, especially that guy who counted their medical fees for them sibling by sibling with a calculator, preferably as far away as possible.
But after staying here for two months and being asked this question again, she was a bit unsure how to answer.
She could only awkwardly respond,
"Not... not really wanting to leave, just saying."
The mercenaries here were very easy to talk to, and wouldn't harass the two of them. They would even teach a lesson to the outsider mercenaries if they spoke rudely, without worrying about being forced to do things they didn't want to. You could say the two sisters were protected by the mercenaries of the whole bar. There's no place safer than here on the entire street.
