Angele followed after Ainphent and they heard people arguing before knocking on the door.
*BAM*
The wooden door on the opposite side of the house was smashed open, and a middle-aged woman was kicked out. She struggled in pain, her face turning pale.
Two strong man wearing brown leather suits walked out of the house and a tall man wearing a white bone helmet was behind them.
The helmet was made from the skull of a wolf, and the man’s face was right between the sharp teeth. It looked like a wolf that was trying to swallow his head. The man’s appearance and clothing reminded Angele of the barbarians he had read about in the books.
The man was about thirty years old with a serious look on his face, his arms toned.
"You know I’m Jerries, right? How dare you sell this fake crap to me? And you became a formal wizard not so long ago? What the f*ck is wrong with this Six Ring High Tower’s vendor?"
