Feelings I can't lose...

"Haaaah…" A long sigh escaped my lips as I stared at the merchant before me.

"150 points. That's as much as I can offer," the merchant said, eyeing the mana core I had handed him. It was the same mana core I'd obtained from that mana beast that attacked me when I was searching for the Trinket of Destiny.

To think I've gotten this desperate.

"Fine," I muttered. He began etching something into the relic before him, working with the practiced ease of a seasoned swindler. After a moment, he asked for my student ID, which I read aloud from my meta-watch.

[Ding!]

[Credit!]

You have just received 200 points.

Total Available Points: 220 points.]

"…Nice doing business with you." He grinned.

And in that instant, I realized—I'd been scammed.

Nice.

Just what I needed.

I frowned, glaring at the fat bastard who wasn't even trying to hide his smug satisfaction.

But…

Sigh.

I guess I'll have to let it go.