Returning to the blacksmith
I threw away the dungeon. No chance I’m spending 8 hours inside the dungeon doing nothing at all. I will maybe spend time there during the night, if at all. With that settled, I decided to tag along with Aeldrya as she headed for the Adventurers Guild. It’s been a long time since the last time we visited. “If someone figures out what you really are, I’m playing dumb. Leave me out of it,” said Aeldrya, reluctant to letting us accompany her. “Don’t sweat it. If you had not noticed before, nobody would notice too. Wouldn’t you agree, Limy?” “Of course, master.” Aeldrya wasn’t entirely convinced, but she voiced no further complaints. It didn’t take us long to get to the Guild. When we entered it, we noticed that the atmosphere there was exactly the same as I remembered. “I’ll go sell wha
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