Jonathan stared at the number without saying anything.
25,000 Aevum...
Even for someone of his rank, that wasn't an amount anyone spent lightly.
He subconsciously glanced toward Young Aether, secretly hoping his friend might volunteer to cover at least part of the expense.
Unfortunately...
Young Aether completely misunderstood the look.
He stepped forward with an expression so sincere that even the mechanic paused to listen.
"...Don't you think that's a little expensive, sir?"
The old mechanic immediately shook his head.
"Quite the opposite. That's already the discounted price."
Young Aether blinked.
"...Seriously?"
"I'm waiving my labour fees entirely. You're only paying for the materials."
Young Aether's shoulders immediately slumped.
"...Dear Lord..."
He rubbed his forehead before letting out a long sigh.
"If only I had that kind of money..."
His disappointment was completely genuine.
After all, according to everything he knew, his Origin Card was fake.
