Freya looked overwhelmed as she tapped Gideon's shoulder. "What do you think I should buy? This one or this one?"
She pointed to two images in the catalogue. Gideon had not listened to a single detail about their specifications and he didn't bother to read them either.
"Hm." He shrugged. "Just choose what your truck actually needs, not what your greed wants. You're the one who will use it."
"Right…" Freya nodded slowly. "I should think about what Will really needs."
'Ah, so she already named her truck,' Gideon thought with a faint smile.
Then he shifted his gaze toward Lucia. "Does the mercenary guild have some kind of membership? Specifically a merchant membership?" he asked.
"Oh? Are you a merchant, Mr. Remington?" Lucia replied. She opened another catalogue, flipping through the booklet before showing it to him.
"If you belong to a faction as a Lord, you can see the privileges listed on this side. And if you represent a company, the benefits are explained here."
