Chapter 15
"Yes, that is what I'm saying. Who asked you to rush things, without even meeting the person first? This is entirely your fault, Silas." Timothy said out while looking at Silas, almost mockingly. He was really having fun seeing his boss like that.
"You know, Timothy, this small card costs fifty gold coins now. It cannot be undone when it's done once. So, if you don't want to pay the new one from your own salary, and this one top of it, you better say what we are going to do now to solve this?" Silas said, and suddenly he got Timothy full attention.
"From my salary? What do you mean from my salary when it was your fault and not mine?" Timothy said, while looking seriously at his boss.
"You could have written on the test papers her gender and not the name and age only. So this is also your fault, so why couldn't I take this out from your salary then?" Silas asked from Timothy.
"But she looks like male somewhat, doesn't she?
So cannot she just pretend to be male?" Timothy asked seriously from Silas. "That's still fifty gold coins, you know. I don't want to be poor."
"There is one thing you are forgetting about, and it's that they will have her picture on the card and then seal it with blood to make it official and only branded at her," Silas said while looking at Timothy.
"You also forget something. We can only make it a temporary card that has to be renewed after a year or so. Let's say Arwin died and then get half of the money back then make a new one for her who would be dressed differently and
Silas smiled and realized this fact as well, "Yes, we will only make it temporarily. She still needs to go outside, and it's cla.s.sified dangerous so I can pull out that as a reason. After all, I want to see her skills first and can she survive there before granting her the full ledged citizens.h.i.+p. Thanks Timothy I will go and do that now." Silas said and disappeared as quickly as he barged inside.
Timothy just rubbed his head and was thinking,
'What will Arwin think about this? We suddenly decided her fate and way to live for a few months or a year. Will she still want to work with us? Will she be displeased and lash out, and she does have the right to lash out for us.' Timothy asked himself while him walking back to his house.
He was still clearly in deep thought when he suddenly heard a shout.
"Timothy, where are you going? You walked past me and your house without saying even a h.e.l.lo?
Am I so easily forgotten that you don't have to say h.e.l.lo to your own wife anymore? Very well, you can just ignore her hmph." A woman in her thirties said while pouting out to Timothy.
She had braided red hair, and she was a little bit on the plump side, but that made her more cute and beautiful without destroying her image at all.
"Rosa, my sweet wife, I wouldn't forget you even if I would have to. I was just too much in my thoughts that I didn't realize I already pa.s.sed the house. Let's go inside, and I will share what Silas managed to do today." Timothy said while trying to calm her wife's wrath down.
"Hmph, a hug and kiss first! Otherwise, you better find some other place to sleep for tonight. Hmph." Rosa was still pouting out, trying to get as much attention as she could.
Timothy knew that she was serious and obediently gave her a hug and kissed her lips, and after that, he said, "Rosa, my sweet flower, have you gotten tired of your husband already? Are you really going to kick him outside to the cold world and sleep under the stars? Could you even sleep without me?" While he started to trace Rosa's left thigh with his right hand.
Rosa, who blushed immediately, said, "Come inside now. What are you waiting for?" While trying to hide his embarra.s.sment and hurriedly locked the door behind her.
"You know no naughty things outside hmph.
What if someone would have seen?" Rosa said as she hit Timothy's chest with her small hands.
Timothy suddenly hissed out from a pain, and Rosa noticed this and worriedly asked. "My darling, is everything alright? Where does it hurt? What did you do this time? Do you have any injuries?" There were never-ending questions from her and Timothy, who finally got a chance to say.
"I'm alright, just small bruises. Let me sit down first, and I will explain to you what has happened today." Rosa nodded out, but she wanted to make sure that her husband was alright, so she supported him to the chair and carefully placed him to sit down before getting a gla.s.s of water and something to eat for him.
When she had placed the fruits and some bread on the table, she also sat down to listen to Timothy.