'Selling it is a definite, but how to sell it for a good price is something I need to think about carefully.'
"I can sell it, but the price won't be cheap."
A look of joy crossed Black Jack's face. "You..."
THUD!
Before he could finish, Mirus, having chugged his beer, slammed the barrel down. His eyes were slightly bloodshot as he roared, "As long as it has the power you just showed, I'll buy it, no matter the price! Two thousand gold pounds for one, how about it? If that's not enough, I've got a collection of mutated creature materials..."
"Wait, Mirus!!" Black Jack, exasperated, quickly cut him off. "This isn't just about you! This is for us, Bai Ke Li—no, this is business for the Black Pearl! Let me do the talking!"
'Two thousand gold pounds for one gun, and he'd add more if it wasn't enough?'
'This is daylight robbery! No, it's like willingly walking into the slaughterhouse to be fleeced!'
'How much bootleg liquor did he have to drink to say something so stupid?'
