Eliz slumped in her seat in surprise as she felt a strange sucking sensation over her stomach.
It did not hurt, but it was not pleasant either. It lasted a few minutes, but then it was over.
She hoped there would be some kind of warning about what to do, but it did not appear.
She would have to figure out for herself what to do.
Instead, a system communicate up with a new task.
Eliz frowned.
The death of Eren? Okay, she could understand if they were trying to get Eren back, but why would that cause his death?
Eliz ran her fingers over her lips thoughtfully. Was it possible that Eliz had already disturbed something so that Eren's manipulation would be more complicated? And if you are not with us, you are against us? And preferably dead?
Eliz could not let something like that happen. Eren is a precious resource!
But according to the description of the task, she had time.
Today, she did enough to ensure Eren's safety. When Eliz returns, she will have to do more.
She off communicating with her thoughts and opened her status window instead. Well... let's call it that.
"Hmm?" Eliz grumbled when she saw the single red marking.
Her Visitor number had increased?
Because of what?
Eliz did not understand this number at all.
What did it mean? Her first thought was the number of people stuck here before her.
That was the only thing that made sense to her.
But it could also mean how many real people were present. But she did not know. Real people...
Eliz could not decide if she considered all these people she had met so far to be real. She had read about them, they were fictional, and suddenly they were not. But here, everything seemed real...
Eliz decided to postpone these thoughts until later.
She rested for the rest of the trip and just tried to think about what she needed to do.
Before she knew it, they arrived at the Enhanced and Prime store.
Her guard helped her get out, and the coachman took the carriage somewhere to park before returning to wait for her orders.
Eliz glanced around the store. Enhanced and Prime was owned by the Dwarf Maker, who made various items. The best makers were, of course, the dwarves.
A few of them are fighters, but most of them are craftsmen.
Eliz was currently in a major city located in their territory.
Along with the title of duke, her father was given the territories to manage and taxes to pay to the Royal Crown. Of course, the capital was under the care of the Royal Crown.
It was also the biggest money-eater and the most prosperous city in the kingdom.
But even if Eliz could find everything in the capital, it was far away, and why would she go far away when what she needed was close by?
The city she was in was called Veden.
Although it was not large, there were many stores there, and people from the surrounding towns and villages often traveled there.
The reason was that Veden was connected to the main trade route, so many merchants passed by here.
There is a wide range of goods here. And smaller stores flourished here more than in the capital.
For this reason, the master maker Karanel of the Frosthound clan, settled here. Karanel Frosthound.
The author mentioned him two or three times in the story, and Eliz assumed that he played a more important role later in the story, but she remembered him for another reason.
The description of his appearance was so vague that she imagined him as an oversized walrus.
That had made her laugh at the time. Now she wondered if he really looked like that.
And, of course, he was also described as a master creator. MASTER. So his item expansion had to be of the best quality.
She looked at the store in front of her, which had a stone foundation, but most of the building was made of wood.
The wood was beautifully carved, making each piece look like a work of art.
Still, the store did not look plain.
She could see tools, but also scenes of dwarves...doing something.
Now she regretted that the author had not gone more into the history of the other races.
There were probably some scenes from the history of the dwarves, but she knew nothing about them - another thing she had to catch up on. At least find out the basic history of the other races.
Her guard stood next to the store entrance while Eliz went in. The bell rang lightly as she opened and closed the door.
Eliz looked around.
The store looked surprisingly neat and tidy.
She did not know why she had expected the store to be so messy.
There were goods on display everywhere, some loose, others in glass cases, all carefully stored, labeled, and sorted by type or price.
Eliz glanced over at the dwarf sitting behind the counter, his magnifying glasses on his eyes as he did a little work on... on a spoon.
Eliz approached without saying anything. The bell clearly announced her presence, which meant that the dwarf had to finish his work first.
She looked at him.
To her disappointment, he did not look like a walrus.