The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 14: A Foolish Little Star

"Yo-You...!?" Kokabiel boiled in rage, a malicious yellow aura emerging from his body for a moment before he choked it down forcefully.

"As I said, it is not a pyramid scheme. It is just a good offer to join the winning side." The man really had a hard time remaining calm.

"Yeah... right." The player rolled her eyes, skeptical. "Winner..."

"Yes." Kokabiel hummed. "Just bring the sword and yourself... and we will discuss the rest in better circumstances."

"Hmm... fine then."

"Excellent!" The man grinned, satisfied. "In that case, we will..."

"Still, a problem still stands."

"Such as?" What was her problem now?

"Let's state I have the sword." Gillian started to fondle her chin — almost like she had a beard. "What will you give me if I am willing to part from it? What would you pay for my services? Please understand, I would hate to jump on the opportunity before knowing exactly what I can gain, or what my role will be..."

"Ah! I see! Greed..." Kokabiel chuckled, expecting her to bring up the topic of payment sooner or later.

Though he needed to be careful with this trade, Mertinia already confirmed she was the one who beat her. It would be a shame to lose a potential ally like her, but he also needs to make sure for her to know her place and not demand too much.

"In that case, I just need to play on her greed to gain her services and the sword..." Indeed, a fascinating human aspect — sin. Through the seven, he can easily manipulate humans!

"A little payment for temporary loyalty and to regain what we lost." And much more in the long term, he can gain. "...A more than adequate trade. There is no need for violence if I can solve the situation otherwise."

"Very well! I can offer you any compensation in exchange. Name your price!" The man spread his arms, almost like by doing it, another world of possibilities opened. "Money, men, women, power, and many more! All will be yours if you want them. Just hand over the sword, and join our cause!" He even extended his hand. How cliché!

"I hope you don't try to pay with checks... we only accept cash." Gillian rubbed together her index and thumb, ignoring the offered hand. "Besides, I don't think you can pay enough for me to part from that fancy stuff." The player crossed her arms firmly.

"You would be surprised." Kokabiel looked calm but neared the end of his patience.

"So you say you are willing to pay whatever I say?"

"Exactly!" The man was confident. She can't say a price he can't give. And if she plays around too much, he simply kills her and takes the sword by force!

"Really?"

"I give you my word. Just accept the deal. Accept it..." Kokaibel's eyes flashed as he tried to enforce his will.

"Ah! I see... so that's how it is!"

Gillian tilted her head with a neutral expression before a toothy grin curled on her face. "You are confident. I like that! In that case, you wouldn't mind a few rivals, won't you?"

"What!?"

"Seeing you want that "toy" so much, I am sure you will give anything to get it."

Two can play the game!

"Well, if he wants to manipulate me, I can also mess around a little bit." She felt a suggestion skill assaulted her mental defenses constantly, trying to make her bend to the man's wishes.