"Yes, sir. You're right. But I have a small request," Lynch thought for a moment, "I'm injured now, and one of my arms is gone. Can I live in this city in the days to come?"
Langda visibly relaxed; he had thought the mage might make some harsh demands. The value of this Mithril could rival the total worth of some small southern countries, so using it merely to exchange for residency was a fantastic bargain. Moreover, the old dwarf saw the young man before him and felt he was a nice guy, with a gentle temperament and polite manner towards others. Most importantly, this mage should possess extraordinary abilities. Allowing him to stay in Dwarf City could greatly increase the knowledge level here. Why not?