Leaving a message to sell the Star Crystals Justice needed was not entirely meant as bait.
Besides wanting to see whether this Justice was the one from the Tarot Club, Angel also intended to sell off the remaining Star Crystals she had on hand.
Of the 50 grams of Star Crystals she had received when making that batch of Storm Convergence bullets for the Church, quite a lot remained due to the higher-than-expected success rate. Added to the stock she had bought cheaply at the Evil Dragon Bar market in Tingen City in preparation for hoarding, she now had almost enough Star Crystals to make an entire Seer Potion.
If this supposedly generous buyer offered a reasonable price, she did not mind parting with them despite the pain.
After writing down the trade information on the message board, Angel left the stuffy market, passed once more through the first-floor bar filled with constant hawking and curses, and returned to the streets of the Port District.
She still had plenty of time left before she had to return, so she planned to visit the Artisan of Enmat Harbor whom Hanged Man had introduced.
Oak District, Golden Avenue.
The Oak District bordering the Port District was Enmat Harbor's industrial area. Though it stood beside the coast, the thick smoke belched from the chimneys of various factories during the day filled the area with Gray Fog that seemed never to disperse.
After taking a hired carriage to Golden Avenue, Angel spotted the towering clock tower of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery at a glance.
Hmm, perhaps the clouds here were especially low...
Perhaps because workers in Oak District rarely hired carriages, her driver was not very familiar with the area. He only took her to the intersection rather