"Those girls casually took out a bag of Mysterious Crystals, and even... even a space-variant Strange Implement!"
"They are most likely runaways from some Great Oasis, those oblivious noble young ladies who stray from home."
The cyclopean middle-aged man said.
He had read similar novels, depicting how naive noble young ladies turn into easy prey.
Perhaps, Streetlamp Town could become overnight wealthy, rapidly expanding to the level of a Great Oasis and get on the right track. Once that happened, naturally, they wouldn't engage in this kind of unsavory trade anymore.
On hearing this, the hunchbacked elder pondered for a while but still shook his head.
The cyclopean middle-aged man grew anxious, "Town Chief, this is an opportunity that comes once in a blue moon!"
The hunchbacked elder spoke, "Those who can travel far in the Ghastly Realm, at the very least, are triple-Awakeners, and moreover from the Great Oasis. Do you really think we can easily handle them?"
