Arriving at the black-tented stall's front, I released my body from Aurora.
Perhaps a little used to it, she still had a red face but was looking with interest at the lined-up goods.
Many of those lined up were related to accessories.
They were probably handmade, but one could immediately tell that rare ores were being used.
The shapes were also various; compared to the accessories sold in the royal capital, the variety was probably greater.
I greeted the male shopkeeper in his forties who looked like an adventurer, and we exchanged words while smiling at each other.
"Is there red?"
"No."
"Blue?"
"No, but there is Afia."
"Then I want the door."
"…Follow me."
The shopkeeper grinned and pointed with a finger to the back of the tent.
I pulled the hand of Aurora who had been looking at the accessories and entered the back of the tent.
Aurora tilted her head blankly, but followed while being pulled by the hand.
