As they pondered, they unknowingly entered the Bay Territory's washroom.
Even Teriel, prepared as he was, found the many items within quite astonishing.
Powerful soaps that effectively removed dirt and bacteria.
The water heater that could spray warm water comfortably.
The hair-drying device for cleaning hair.
And the simplest and most convenient of all, the Cleansing Spell Generator.
Teriel did not "inspect" for too long, as he, exhibiting some unusual conditions that day, did not wish to be "remembered" again.
Nevertheless, when Teriel put on the gray-black work clothes, he could not help but stroke the tightly woven cotton fabric.
He looked at its construction in detail, his eyes flickering with disbelief.
The production capabilities of the Bay Territory had far exceeded his expectations.
He had a feeling that these unremarkable pieces of information might be even more important than what he had obtained from the Heart Devouring Demon.
