Upon closer inspection, it was a shrewd-looking little mouse.
The old crone said to the mouse, "The bait has been taken."
The mouse spoke with a human voice, "How strong?"
"At most Fifth Tier. Seems to have some skill, likely sent by the Lionheart Family to collect materials. The materials he chose are quite Mysterious Type; he could be a Mysterious Type card master. Be careful," the old woman said.
"Understood."
Having said that, the mouse disappeared in an instant as a miniature Spirit Communication Array lit up beneath its feet.
...
On the other hand, Leonard Churchill was strolling through the Black Market again.
However, as the old crone had mentioned, that shop could almost satisfy all the customers' needs; the other shops were optional at this point.
Moreover, having acquired two Disaster Objects and so many materials, Leonard no longer felt the desire to continue browsing.
