Isabelle's Guardian God
Translator: Lonelytree
Seeing how Fandral had made things so obvious.
Matthew stopped pretending.
"Should I set the price higher?"
Fandral said firmly,
"As high as you can! Just set it to the limit of your imagination!"
Matthew smiled bitterly.
"I'm just afraid that my reputation will be completely ruined after this."
Fandral disagreed.
"Lord Roderick sells imitation props every day. Who dares to say that his reputation is bad? Lord Edric had married a hundred wives and had eight hundred children. Who would dare to say anything more about him in public? Lady Isabelle had created the Dragon Worship Sect and caused countless troubles for the Alliance. Isn't she still resting comfortably in the northernmost floating city? In most cases, reputation is the most hypocritical and useless thing."
Matthew did not agree with him.
He changed the topic and said,
"What's the second thing?"