Observing Miaomiao's commanding presence, a white-haired female mage muttered to herself, "See? I told you. Every beast Michael keeps around is utterly obsessed with gold. Now my own beasts are picking up the habit, and it's driving me mad. I'll be broke before retirement at this rate."
Michael's eyes narrowed as he studied the complaining mage. The numerous pouches on her belt likely contained hand-crafted treats for beasts, a clear sign she was a mage specializing in beast magic. The thought of those from her school contributing to his estate's workforce brought a warm sense of pride. I really ought to check in on the estate. So much is underway, and I can't keep leaving it all to others.
As Michael briefly mused over estate matters, the first appraisal began. The warrior from the steppes, Karon, who had won the draw to go first, boomed in his deep voice, "I want this item appraised! But first, the seal must be broken. Sphinx, examine it!"
