"Good morning, sir. May I have a look at your wares?" She asked, watching as the old man raised his eyes from his newspaper. She could feel his scrutinising gaze.
This elderly trader was a unique NPC in the game. Usually appearing once every two days during the tournament. Obviously, his first appearance was today.
Her eyes then dropped from the old man's face, eyeing the boring display of his collection.
From cold medieval weapons that lacked fancy flairs to modern weapons that appear quite basic...
Lillian couldn't help but get excited at the thought of acquiring one of these "basic-looking" items.
She then drew her eyes back towards the old trader's face once she heard his voice. Her face couldn't help but twitch at his words.
"My... Wares...?"
His gaze was settled on the white-haired girl, who was filled with confusion as he scratched the back of his head with his right hand.
