Suddenly, Albedo dropped any theatrics and got straight to the point, which Landel certainly didn't mind. He had five people to talk to before morning came, after all, so he needed to make these conversations as brief as possible.

But he was glad to see that the boy had some ambition, seeing how he was asking what would be offered if more than five were killed. "I didn't have any bonus prizes in mind, so I wouldn't suggest you overextend yourself," he said after a pause, smirking slightly. "I admire your determination, though."

Asking about the cure was interesting. That cure was the biggest obstacle to these five patients, so it would make the most sense for them to avoid it at all costs. Still, things could be turned around in different ways, and Landel couldn't forget that Albedo's brother was sick. "There is a cure, yes. I'm not dangling that over people's heads for no reason," he said with a shrug. "And payment would occur once the fifth sick patient died."

Quite the doctor, trying to kill off his patients. Landel knew the irony in that, but it wasn't as if he cared.