The appraiser's body started shaking uncontrollably and a cold sweat drenched his clothes.
Many of the onlookers snorted and shook their heads thinking that the skinny man is playing into the role way too much.
But the few who actually knew him exchanged confused glances.
"I... I..."
The appraiser couldn't even speak properly over the chattering of his own teeth.
"Th-th-th-th-th...!"
"Get a grip, civilian!"
"The guard's captain shouted and that somewhat helped the skinny man contain the panic attack.
"3622 STR..."
"...?!"
"What the fuck?!"
Once the numerical value left the appraiser's lips everyone unintentionally took a step back from the red-haired girl.
Even the guard's captain...
Even the Dandelions!
"Wi-without using any skills, this y-young lady has 3622 points in strength..."
The skinny appraiser looked as if he was going to keel over and die from a heart attack at any moment.
