The adventurer who had been in River Valley Town for many years, and had just explained a lot to his companion, sighed first, then suddenly leaned in and wrapped an arm around his companion's shoulder.
"Raising the price a bit is no big deal; others need to eat too."
"The key point is, at that time, the bounty for a single goblin is a full five silver coins."
"One goblin, five silver coins, got it?"
"A goblin the size of a wild dog, two of them, can be exchanged for a fragrant, steaming hot gold coin, enough for you to have a night of revelry at the 'White Sparrow', drinking to your heart's content!"
"Just a matter of a few dozen days, grit your teeth and push yourself. If you're lucky, you'll have enough money for a house in Neum."
"Got it!?"
Having laid it out so clearly, even a fool could understand the meaning behind it.
Especially with the pleasant future he pointed out with his words.
