"Well, the client's signature and fingerprint are both here. Your mission reward is valid. If you two need the reward right now, I can go to the back and fetch the money that the client has left here—of course, after deducting the 5% service fee and the cost for the broken table and chair facilities, which amounts to 18,400 imperial coins." The receptionist carefully reviewed the commission document and looked up, saying to Abis and Flora, "If you don't need it immediately, you can come and collect it anytime. We will not start charging storage fees until one month later."

"We need it now, just bring it out," Abis looked at Flora beside him, "We are leaving this city soon."

"Of course," the receptionist nodded, then suddenly asked before putting away the commission document, "May I pose a question? Although Mr. Laina's fingerprint is indeed authentic, why is the ink green?"

Abis rubbed his fingers and pondered for a moment before answering, "Well… because Mr. Laina is a person who is very fond of nature, he likes the green of leaves."

He certainly couldn't tell the receptionist that the ink was actually scraped from the discarded copper chandelier in the house. He hadn't found any ink or anything like that on Laina—thinking about it, it made sense. Laina never planned for anyone to walk out of there alive, so there was no need to prepare ink for someone to take back and exchange for rewards.

The receptionist still had a somewhat doubtful look, but having received various strange mercenaries for years, he didn't say anything more. He swiftly took out a bag of coins from the back.

Imperial coins were white copper coins with various denominations. The largest denomination was one thousand. This sum of 18,400 imperial coins wasn't really a large amount when added together. They were very convenient to carry around. However, if the owner was a careless person, losing just one coin would make them cry for a month. This city was relatively prosperous, with numerous thieves on the streets. People without skills wouldn't dare to carry so much money around.

Flora glanced at the mercenaries inside the guild who were drinking. These fellows, unlike their rough appearance before, were all happily chatting and laughing. Some were resting their heads on the table, asleep quietly. No more harsh cursing could be heard, and no one was throwing their cups around. Abis hadn't tricked her. The calming technique she casually used earlier finally brought peace to these mercenaries who lived by the sword.

"The amount is correct, Flora, let's go." At this point, Abis patted Flora's shoulder, "By the way, do you want to have some wheat beer? I'll take you to a better hotel."

"Oh, no. I find it interesting seeing how these mercenaries are affected by the calming technique," Flora said as she followed Abis outside.

Abis glanced back at the mercenaries who were obediently drinking their alcohol, "Ha, these people who make money by shedding blood are far from clean, and most of them are mentally abnormal. You did a good thing. Maybe they won't forget these few peaceful months for the rest of their lives."

Flora showed a happy smile and tugged on Abis' clothes, "When I was still a saint, I liked seeing people like this—harmonious and happy."

"It's not that I particularly enjoy seeing everyone happy. I prefer seeing people calm and quiet," Abis rolled his eyes, "That is, dead people. They are quiet, have fewer desires than living people, and no schemes."

"Isn't that just being dead!" Flora retorted.

"Being dead is great! Quiet, without as many desires as the living, and without scheming." Abis rolled his eyes again, "If you ask me to choose, I would choose dead people. Dead people, definitely."

"Stop talking about this! Dead or alive, both are good!" Flora playfully pulled on Abis' clothes twice, "Shall we leave now?"

Seeing Flora, who was now even acting spoiled with him, Abis felt relieved. He reached out again and rubbed Flora's head, "No, the two of us will go find an inn, rest for the night, and then after sunrise tomorrow, I'll take you to buy some clothes. After you put on the new clothes, we can leave here."

"Huh? I already have new clothes. Don't you like this outfit?" Flora curiously lifted her skirt, "I really like this white dress."

"No, it's not that. It's hard to find a girl with a more perfect figure than yours on this continent. You look good in anything," Abis shook his head, "But this outfit was just something I bought casually at the time. It's an ordinary style for common girls. Wearing it on an adventure, you look out of place. I plan to buy you a mage robe. You can use a bit of magic, right? After you put it on, you'll look professional, and the robe also comes with a hood, which will make it more convenient for you to hide your face."Flora thought about it and realized that it was true. The mage robes were not only suitable for women in style, but the hat on top could be worn to cover most of the face when needed - many mages had a penchant for covering their faces, leaving only their mouth exposed.

"And, there is another important thing," Abis said, "I'm hungry, don't forget I was a human before I became a necromancer."

"Oh! I'm sorry! I don't feel hunger right now, so I forgot that you also need to eat!" Flora hurriedly apologized.

Abis waved his hand, telling Flora not to worry, and then took her to find an inn.

Having money on hand made things much more convenient, and Abis and Flora luxuriously stayed in a higher-end inn in the city. As an undead, Flora didn't need to sleep, so even though Abis wanted to book two rooms and let Flora lie on a bed to rest, Flora firmly stated that she didn't want to be alone and lie down. She had spent forty years lying alone in a coffin, and she didn't want to experience that kind of loneliness again.

So, after finishing their meal, Abis lay on the bed while Flora sat in a chair in the room, flipping through a booklet on local customs and learning about the development and changes in the world. They spent the night like this.

The next day, as the sky was just getting light, Abis woke up in bed.

Flora also immediately noticed Abis' movement, and she asked softly, "Abis, are we going to set off now?"

"Yes, get ready, we're going to leave," Abis nodded, "the clothing store should be opening soon, let's go early. I don't want to be too close to other customers."

"Okay, I'll go downstairs to the counter and get our deposit back!" Flora immediately nodded and stood up from the chair.

"Thank you for your hard work," Abis nodded, as he planned to wash his face.

Flora left the room and before she even reached the downstairs, she heard a commotion coming from below.

"Sir Paladin... we cannot disclose guests' information without permission..."

"I just need you to answer me, did a man with a beautiful golden-haired girl come into your shop? The girl seemed dazed and a little afraid of light?"

"Actually, no... but regarding the golden-haired girl, someone did check in yesterday..."