"It's a theater troupe."
"No, didn't you hear guard Murphult? He was standing next to them when they talked with the baroness. He said they came to sell clothes."
"Selling those kinds of clothes? That's crazy. The Goddess will go 'You bastard!' and ring the alarm. No matter how much the world's going to hell, it shouldn't fall that far."
The residents started debating about the merchant company's identity. The visit of a merchant company with massive wealth was known to those in the know, but nobody had expected they'd be entirely composed of women—wearing outfits that looked not just indecent but downright vulgar.
And while most showed discomfort at their visit, they were revealing their true colors to each other bit by bit.
"...But wasn't that kinda pretty?"
"All their faces were gorgeous, and those bodies, man."
"Did you see when they came in? Walking all confident like a rabbit, and she smiled at me with her eyes and waved. Fuck, I wanna sleep with her once."
