Gold and Mischief ( 282 )

The moment Marcellus pocketed the gold, Javier's smirk returned.

"…Alright, then."

Without hesitation, he sprinted back toward Cedric's room.

Javier flung the door open—again, without knocking. "Brother Cedric! You finished yet?"

Cedric, still adjusting his clothes, looked up. "Yeah, yeah. Come in."

Javier grinned wider. "Hehehe~"

Cedric raised an eyebrow. "What do you want?"

Leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, Javier replied, "Oh… nothing much. Just wanted to let you know…"

Cedric narrowed his eyes. "...Let me know what?"

Javier's smirk deepened. "...That the gold I was supposed to split between you and Marcellus? Yeah, it's already in Marcellus's hands."

Silence.

Then—

"EHHH!?!? NO WAY!!!"

Cedric bolted out of the room, with Meira following closely behind him. "Oi, Marcellus!! That's my share too!!"