Sesilia was dumbfounded: "My subordinates might not obey me?"
Ash chuckled: "That's quite a question. You're a member of the Messenger Agency, are you supposed to be loyal to your superior?"
"To have everyone obey my orders..." Sesilia's voice grew quieter, clearly realizing her wish was too absurd.
Ash said: "If you just want to live a comfortable life, I can give you a very precious gem that you can exchange for millions of gold coins, enough to live a carefree life."
Sesilia shook her head: "Having money without the power to protect it is like someone else's wallet. Besides... I don't want that kind of life."
"Then what do you want?"
Indeed, what do I want?
Sesilia sat on the ground in confusion, looking up at the rain curtain suspended in mid-air. She only knew she had to seize this opportunity to trade with the Devil, but had never considered the question – what did she truly want?
