Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 184

"Finch," Lin looked at him warningly while counting her crystals. "You're whispering too loudly..."

"Sorry, sorry," the banker adjusted his glasses. "The excitement of the moment."

"As I was saying," Ren continued, "there are beasts that could work."

Zhao straightened, his interest completely captured.

"A camouflage raptor would be perfect," Ren suggested.

"THEODORE!" Finch couldn't contain himself. "WRITE THAT DOWN!"

"Finch!" two voices scolded him simultaneously.

"Sorry," the banker shrank in his seat.

"Camouflage raptor?" Zhao considered the idea. "It would undoubtedly help with silent flight dynamics but..."

Finch "accidentally" dropped some papers near them, bending to pick them up with exaggerated slowness.

"But they're not easy to obtain," Zhao continued, ignoring how the banker now pretended to search for something under the counter to be closer. "And they only reach silver 1 at most. Being a double tamer, my chance of reaching gold with the castle's help is quite good and..."

Theodore wrote frantically while his tamer climbed the counter.

"In fact," Zhao added, "I could ask Julius for a wolverine. Feathers with elemental damage of my choice would be useful, plus I could reach gold 1 that way and..."

"Reaching gold isn't a good reason to get the wolverine and discard your own style, professor. If it's just about reaching gold I..."

Ren was about to explain how he could take the raptor to gold, but he noticed Finch practically hanging from the counter, his eyes enormous behind his glasses. _{freёweɓnovel.com}

Liu and Lin looked at him, shaking their heads.

"He's a gossip," Liu murmured.

"The biggest one," Lin nodded while collecting her two hundred thousand withdrawal.

"But you have to admit this is fascinating."

The mouse nodded vigorously from behind his book.

"Professor, why don't we continue this conversation in Ren's room?"

Finch straightened instantly, abandoning all pretense of discretion. "What? You're leaving already? But we were just getting to the interesting part!"

Theodore's shoulders dropped in disappointment, his whiskers drooping.

"Not even a hint?" Finch complained while compulsively adjusting his glasses. "Is this how you treat your humble financial servants? The custodians of your fortunes?"

"...Poor commoners like Theodore and me," he continued while his mouse nodded dramatically, "can only dream of the magnates' secrets..."

"...Theodore," Finch turned to his assistant with a theatrically hurt expression, "remember when we only had to count normal crystals? Before they came with their mysterious secrets and impossible deposits?"

The mouse nodded solemnly while wiping an imaginary tear.

"Life was simpler then," Finch sighed. "Now we have to live with the torture of knowing there are more secrets," he looked accusingly at Ren, "secrets that could revolutionize banking as we know it, and they won't even give us a hint!"

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"Dramatic as always," Liu laughed while they headed to the exit.

"It's not drama!" Finch protested. "It's professional indignation! Right, Theodore?"

The mouse raised a tiny fist in solidarity.

"See!" Finch pointed to his assistant. "Even Theodore is indignant! And he never gets indignant!"