Chapter 1,008, the Commission of the cat
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Marceau took out a cloth bag filled with coins and threw it on the table in front of death.
“No matter how much your stuff is worth, this should be enough.”
Marceau could see Death’s desire for the two crystals. She knew that the more she drank, the weaker the effect of the laughing mixture.
Death was the person who drank the most in the entire sewing gang... now, other than the laughing pills that the city Lord gave out every month, the effects of the laughing mixture made by these pharmacists had no effect on death.
Black tail took the money bag on the table, opened the rope on the money bag, and counted the coins inside.
The laughter mixture made by it was only sold for three eagle claw coins per bottle, and the money in the money bag was enough to buy ten bottles of the laughter mixture made by it.
However, black tail still only threw one primary crystal to death thread, mainly because it was reluctant to give up the game coins in its hand.