"Thank you, Camille. I will be careful," Abel said while nodding his head.
"We arrived. Both Carlos and I bought our carving knife here." Said Camille as she led Abel to the front of a shop.
The storefront of that shop was filled with all kinds of knives, swords, and shields. Under the gaze of Abel, all those knives, swords, and shields did not look too bad. They were all made from a hundred skill iron base. Behind the counter, there was a rank, secured with two full body armor.
"Isn't this a place for Wizards to exchange their stuff? Why are there so many weapons? Abel asked quietly.
