Chapter 10
I tried going to the shop that traded even with street urchins.
Combining the money the old hag was hiding and the money that woman held, I had fifteen silver coins and eight small silver coins. With the exception of the copper coins I used as weight for the weapon, I left almost half of the money with my other luggage at the campsite, so I only had seven silver coins and eight small silver coins on hand.
That shop was located in between the slums and the low-income area. I shouldn’t be in much danger around these parts, but I would at times feel unpleasant gazes so I still kept my guard up.
Entering the shop I saw a meagre amount of foodstuff on the right side, some general goods on the left side and in the back an old man with a unpleasant look in his eyes glaring at me as I approached him.
“Look at what we have here, an eerie brat with an unpleasant look in his eyes.”
“…”
I could say the same to you about the unpleasant eyes.
At any rate, maybe because I was erasing my presence, or else because he could smell the “scent of blood” on me, I at least wasn’t chased out for being an urchin, be he seemed to be on guard against me.
“I want small blades that can be used for throwing.”
“I only have the ones lined up there, if you want something else, go ask a blacksmith.”
The shelf, indicated with his chin, had kitchen knives and iron blades used for dismantling lined up on it. There were smaller ones too, but they were still too heavy for me at the moment.
“Do you have Appraisal Crystals?”