"Efan, let me know if you sense any other signs," he said without stopping. His goal was clear—to find a place where the light of fortune shone brighter.
Efan nodded quickly, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Understood, Brother Lein! For now, there's only one spot with an exceptionally bright glow—over there." He pointed towards a small shop at the edge of the market.
Lein followed the direction Efan pointed to, then glanced sideways. His eyes caught Laras slowing down several times as they passed jewelry stores. Her gaze often lingered on small displays showcasing glittering accessories.
Lein let out a short sigh. "Huft… all girls are the same," he muttered softly before abruptly stopping in his tracks.
Unaware of the sudden halt, Laras—who was still admiring the jewelry—bumped into his back.
"Ugh!"
