In Sigil City's central district.
The shops lining a certain road were decorated with extreme luxury, while the surrounding streets bustled with people coming and going.
"Wonderful!"
"That left hook was viciously tricky in its angle. Well done, Dimogegen..."
Inside one of the shops, Orsaga held a bowl of something similar to ramen. He methodically ate the food within while giving Dimogegen, who was far away, a highly satisfied viewing score of 9.5.
As for the remaining 0.5 points, those had to be saved as room for rewarding the other party's next improvement.
Right now.
Although Lady of Pain had still refused his proposed trade.
This incarnation of Orsaga's had not rushed to leave this plane.
Over the past few days.
He had been wandering freely around Sigil City without any particular purpose.
From time to time, he would even shoot the breeze with some natives who were barely pleasant enough to look at.
His days had been extraordinarily delightful.
And Lady of Pain, as the local ruler, had shown no intention of urging him to leave either.
She simply let him wander around Sigil City as wildly as he pleased.
Even when Orsaga stirred up a few small ripples here, she still had no intention of throwing him out.
At present.
Orsaga was actually a little troubled.
He was out of money again.
As for all the money he had used before and was using now, it had all been friendly assistance that he casually took from various passersby.
It was standard technical wealth!
As an all-around master in a certain sense.
So long as Orsaga wished it, even if he were merely a mortal right now, he could steal wherever he went and leave others without even a single coin.
His movements were natural, his manner casual, as