"Just two Fourth Rank? I'll handle it."
Indifferently, the burly mercenary Chide slowly stood up, ready to go out and resolve the trouble.
"Hold on a second, you said there are two Fourth Rank? One Elf, one Half-Beastman?"
However, at this moment, the Blue Robed Mage Oben, who had been silent while setting up the Array, finished his work and spoke with a tone of surprise.
"What, is there a problem?"
Twirling a Rose Gold Coin between his fingers, the Elf glanced at him.
"Just now, when I was trading with that poor fellow, indeed two Fourth Rank Professionals followed them—an Elf and a Half-Catman, and they seemed to have used a Mysterious Object that isolates aromas.
Unfortunately, it had no effect on my Special Detection Secret Technique. Before leaving, I even left them a 'gift,' but it appears it was ineffective."
