Chapter 103: Roderick (2)

"I can. I am going to clean this place."

Roderick studied me for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he tried to gauge my intentions. "So, you're saying you can handle all the bandits around here," he repeated, his tone skeptical yet intrigued. "But what's in it for you? You're not doing this out of the goodness of your heart."

I allowed a small smile to form on my lips, leaning back in my chair. "Nothing much," I said casually. "Just money would be enough."

Roderick's gaze remained sharp, clearly trying to read between the lines. "Money, huh?" he said slowly. "You're a practical man, I'll give you that. But you must know that Rackenshore isn't exactly overflowing with wealth. The war's taken its toll on everyone here."

"As expected. But that is fine, too."