"Let's go."
Rogel and the others withdrew their gazes and headed into Jeweler Island.
These matters had nothing to do with them.
If they were to be overly sympathetic and go help these subhumans, there was a high chance they'd be scolded by both the subhumans and their employers for meddling.
After all, to the subhumans, having no work was the most terrifying thing.
Lina and Yas took on the task of purchasing supplies, while Rogel began searching for a blacksmith shop within Jeweler Island.
He found a rather large blacksmith shop, filled with all sorts of weapons and equipment, and even other artisan-crafted items, quite comprehensive.
Rogel approached the owner, hoping to gather some relevant information.
But the owner was a competent merchant, never straying far from his products in conversation.
"No need to pitch to me, boss. I can make everything you've got here."
