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"Dark Dragon's horn?"
"How about it, do you have any?"
"We haven't received anything like that recently."
The young man at the magic shop frowned.
It gave him a sense of frustration that a magic item he didn't possess existed under the sign of a magic shop.
"However, we have other items here, perhaps you can take a look."
If they don't have it, they don't have it. At worst, I'll just let those guys work harder and get one.
After cheering himself up, the shop assistant put on his signature smile.
"Magic potions, magic stones, magic crystals, miracle grass, Chaos Flower..."
Frieren read out the names one by one from the catalog the shop assistant provided.
"You certainly know your stuff. How about it, do you need anything?"
"I don't need what I'm looking for."
Frieren shook her head. Not even here?
"Then, esteemed customer, please tell me what you are looking for."
The shop assistant smiled.
He had already determined that the white-haired elf in front of him was here to cause trouble!
As a magic shop, it's one thing to be missing one or two items, but how could it be missing everything!
Were they sent by the Magic Shop next door?
When did a small shop established only a few decades ago dare to challenge his family's thousand-year-old shop?
Who gave him the courage?
Have you even recognized all ten thousand types of magic items!
"Dark Dragon's horn, roots of the Manjusaka flower, scales of the Red Mirror Dragon, eyes of the Three-Eyed Fish, Goddess's tears..."
Frieren listed the items needed for the summoning ritual fluently.
However, Frieren didn't mean anything by it; she was just used to it.
After all, almost every time she came here, Frieren would be asked the same question by the shop Boss.
"You, you are Frieren?"
The shop assistant adjusted his black-rimmed glasses, so shocked he almost collapsed onto the table.
His wide eyes and slightly trembling finger pointing at Frieren showed his exaggerated reaction!
"It's me."
Frieren nodded, hesitating for a moment in thought.
"You are... Sir Levitte's son?"
"Grandson, I am Sir Levitte's grandson!"
"My name is Osman Karting!"
"Miss Frieren!"
Karting was so excited he wanted to shake Frieren's hand, but Frieren easily dodged him.
Seeing this, Karting could only awkwardly scratch his head.
"Hello."
Frieren stared at Osman Karting, nodding thoughtfully. He really did look like him.
"Um, I heard my grandfather mention you."
"And now, legends of Frieren are circulating throughout the continent."
"If you don't have it, I'll be going now."
"Wait!"
"What I mean is, I can try my best to collect them in the future."
"Thank you, then I will remember to come and pick them up."
"Click~"
The sound of the door closing echoed as Frieren left.
"Sister Frieren,"
"Didn't you buy anything?"
The little Nico waiting at the entrance spoke up, looking at Frieren with empty hands.
"Yeah, it might take some time before they have them."
Frieren's tone was normal.
It would naturally be good if they had it.
If not, then for a Mage to collect the Magic materials she needs herself is the most normal thing to do.
"Let's go, let's go shopping."
Frieren casually took Nico's hand and left the alley.
"Sister Frieren, where are we going?"
Nico reluctantly glanced back at the mysterious magic shop before turning to ask.
"Let's go to the dessert shop."
Frieren licked her lips, the Black Kuru pudding from last time was unforgettable.
"Okay~"
Nico nodded happily, the matter of Magic forgotten.
The tempting aroma of a large strawberry sundae seemed to linger in her mouth.
"Women are really troublesome,"
"Elves are the same."
"Sigh."
Yulian watched the two leave one after the other, sighing and couldn't help but complain.
"Boss, the bill."
After paying for the meal, Yulian also walked out of the noodle shop.
It wasn't that he was worried Frieren was really angry and wanted to go up and explain anything, but simply that he wanted to wander around this ordinary legendary small town.
It is said that before the Hero of the South obtained the ability to foresee the future, he was originally just an ordinary enthusiastic young man.
Yulian wanted to take this opportunity to thoroughly search for the reason behind the Hero of the South's "awakening".
To subsequently understand the reason for human awakening.
You must know, the Goddess in this world truly favored only the Demon Race and elves.
Only they were granted long lifespans, extremely high Magic talent, and extremely handsome appearances.
Humans?
Hero, priest?
But somehow, humans also began to master the power granted by the Goddess—Magic.
It was even said that those exceptionally talented human geniuses could stand shoulder to shoulder with those Great Demon and adult Magic elves!
"Hero of the South, what is your secret?"
Looking at the statue of the Hero of the South standing tall in the square, Yulian secretly imagined many things in his heart.
Former residence of the Hero of the South.
The place where the Hero of the South once lived. There are many traces of the Hero of the South's life here.
Well, vegetable patch, small courtyard, orange tree...
Admission is two silver coins, and the inner room costs an additional silver coin.
The noodle shop the Hero of the South loved to eat at the most.
It is said that back then, the Hero of the South would eat a large bowl of pumpkin noodles every time he finished training.
Admission is one silver coin.
The rooftop the Hero of the South loved to go to the most.
It is said that back then, the Hero of the South always looked at the night sky from here, contemplating the future of humanity.
Admission is one silver coin.
Hero of the South...
One after another, places named after the Hero of the South, Yulian visited them all under the guidance of the locals.
"Goodbye, Boss!"
The enthusiastic citizen waved goodbye as the tired Yulian disappeared into the vast crowd on the street.
After smiling and waving goodbye in return, Yulian secretly sneered.
He hadn't expected to obtain information about the Hero of the South so easily.
He loved to train, loved to eat noodles after training, worked after eating noodles, was good at thinking, and thought diligently.
Heh, truly worthy of being a great person...
Yulian's sneer froze on his face.
Something was wrong, a million things were wrong.
Yulian fell silent, his face turning darker and darker.
Isn't this just a damn tourist group!
How could you understand anything about the Hero of the South based on the world's embellishments and legends!
"I didn't expect even here to have something similar to a tourist group."
"It seems I need to be careful."
Spending money was a small matter; what made Yulian uncomfortable was feeling like his intelligence had been severely rubbed and suppressed by someone.
He had underestimated this seemingly ordinary small town too much.
He would investigate himself.
Yulian took a deep breath and returned to the former residence of the Hero of the South.
"Hello, Sir, are you also here to learn about..."
"Get lost—"
"How can you be like this!"
"Hmm?"
Yulian shot a cold look, and the person quickly shut up and scurried away.
This time, I, Yulian, will definitely not be led by the nose!
Seeing that he had successfully scared away the unscrupulous tourist group, Yulian secretly clenched his fist!
Activating Magic, Yulian went to the back door of the Hero of the South's residence and passed directly through the wall.
He began his investigation!
"This is the living room of the Hero of the South. As you can see, the furniture is very old. We have even kept the unwashed rice bowl the Hero of the South ate from,"
Looking at the old furniture, Yulian confirmed that this was indeed the Hero of the South's home; that much was undeniable.
As for other things like the Hero's notebook, the Hero's eaten bowl...
Up for consideration... As if!
Yulian shook his head, almost being misled by the "tour guide" inside again.
Whether it was real or fake, did it have anything to do with the Hero of the South's "awakening"?
Yulian cast a silencing barrier on himself, took a deep breath, and entered the Hero of the South's bedroom.
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