"It seems they have potions with terrible quality. I wonder how they have gotten to bribe these civilians?" Ruby mumbled to herself as we browse through the flea market with peculiar shapes of flasks laid in the open.
Upon entering the town, we saw hundreds of buildings lined, proposing us with their goodies. The store also offered varieties of worn-out armours, weapons, and utilities for a lesser price compared to an actual establishment. There are also foods and nourishments on the other side, and that is where we are.
"Slow up, you demonic girl!" I croaked while reaching out my hand for her back.
"On the contrary of what you have said, you're right about that," Ruby replied while jotting down notes on her pocket-sized notepad that came out of nowhere from her clothes.
