Chapter 34

Chapter 34

After finishing the meal, we immediately left the restaurant.

Primienne kept acting like an NPC since she thought she should at least guard me after receiving the sleeping bag. With that thinking, she even caught an adventurer trying to steal from my pockets.

Soon enough, we stopped in front of some dilapidated wooden building. “You can go now.”

“I’ll be on my way, then. I’ll just consider this sleeping bag as something I picked up on the streets.”

“Allen. Wait outside.”

“Yes!”

Primienne left, and Allen, who tried to follow me, stepped away and moved as I instructed.

I knocked on the door and went inside, a scent similar to an antique bookstore immediately entering my nostrils. Gentle breezes slipped through the cracks all over its wooden walls.

“… Is anyone here?” I spoke politely and formally, which made me feel like writhing. However, the owner of this place was worth the highest formality.

“Ughm… Who’s there?” A voice hindered by phlegm came from above, making me realize stairs were waiting for me at my blind spot.

Creak— Creak— Creak—

I felt as if every step the person took on the wooden stairs made the entire building shake. Eventually, an impressionable old man entered my view.

“I’m here to place an order for a wand.”

“Wand?” Due to his long, grey hair, he looked like a wizard. He put on his glasses and looked at me. “Oh, aren’t you Deculein?”

“…” I bowed politely without saying a word.

“As I said last time… Hmm…? Hmm… You… You’ve changed a lot. No, this…” The old man’s eyebrows shook, his wrinkles moving along with them.

“Has your soul been reversed? It looks like you’ve been through a lot. Your heart and the flow of your blood have become much gentler than before. Even the way you talk is different.”

My heart sank for a moment, but I didn’t show it. “I’m here to place an order for a wand.”

He nodded with a satisfied grin. “Okay, I’ll accept it this time. What kind of wand do you want?”

From the way he said it, it sounded like the old Deculein had come here before as well. Well, even when he wasn’t a player, he knew of the master craftsman ‘Rockelock.’

“… Just a wand.”

“Wands, staffs, canes. Magic wands have many different forms.”

“As long as you use all of this, anything is good.”

I took out a fragment of the Magic Tree that I hid in my arms, causing the old man’s eyes to flash. “Oho. A Magic Tree fragment. If I use this, then it’s possible.”

“That’s not all.”

I spread out all the other materials I purchased at a magic store. According to the [Man of Great Wealth]’s eyes, all of these were of the highest quality.

Rockelock’s jaw dropped.