Morning.
Newm, West District, Crowbeak Street.
The metal buckles of his chainmail rubbed and clinked against one another as he moved, making faint, crisp sounds. Bright morning light spilled down in abundance, refracting into a deep sheen across the smooth, flawless surface of the dark arm shield.
Xia Nan walked alone along the road, dual blades on his back.
There was no extra expression on his face. He simply walked in silence.
Dressed like an adventurer fully armed and ready to delve deep into Thin Mist Forest, with sharp features and a cold, biting air, he made the passersby approaching from ahead avert their eyes one after another and quicken their steps.
They were terrified of attracting the attention of this adventurer who looked like trouble at first glance.
Naturally, Xia Nan noticed.
And he was happy for the peace and quiet.
Right now, he had just left Jeff's house and was on his way to the mission location.
It had to be said, although it was only a guest room temporarily cleared out for him.
That soft, large bed where he could roll over twice without falling to the floor, the quiet environment where he no longer had to endure noise from the hall, the room next door, or the stairs, and even that delicious breakfast just now that suited his tastes rather well.
The actual living experience was far better than staying at the tavern.
It made Xia Nan once again consider the feasibility of purchasing a property in Newm, or perhaps in River Valley Town.
Unfortunately, his savings, which had only just risen into the high three digits, had already fallen to rock bottom because of his spending at the Blacksmith Shop.
With the need to ensure pre-mission supply purchases and daily expenses, it did not support