Hon asked politely.
“Do we need to be commissioned? Is there some kind of quest?”
The soldiers shook their head at their questions concerning the permission to use the portal.
“You must pay fee to use the portal.”
“How much?”
“350 gold per person.”
They had been too busy eating meat and ended up spending all their money. Hon and his companions fell into an awkward situation.
“What do we do?” The companions asked, watching Hon.
“What can we do? We need to make money.”
The magician, Easton, browsed through his pockets one by one. Although usually he was making money by producing magic items, due to eating food and drinking alcohol, his pockets were empty.