Hill silently nodded, covering his head, and desperately thinking. Those materials purchased from the Icewind Valley, did he disassemble any flowers, plants, or trees into pieces... The Nyscroll was disguised as some kind of golden thicket in Windsong Tower.
But that scroll is golden!
He was careful, he didn't keep anything golden!
"List," Hill said slowly, lifting his head, "Find the black metal fragments and brown wooden residue first."
"There are quite a few," List cautiously said, "Many battle remnants in the Icewind Valley, last time you yourself brought a lot over. Later, after we dealt with the half-orcs, barbarian caravans also brought many to exchange for food. After all, maybe only you on the Ferun Great Land... want anything related."
Hill covered his face with his hands, his tone melancholy: "Let's look at those I took home first. Things sold by others are somewhat special.
Even if nothing special, bought as fool's errand, only I that time..."
