"The weather's a little cold."
Gauss breathed out and lifted his gaze from the book in his hands.
In his memory, autumn always seemed to arrive suddenly, but a chill like this year's was rare.
"I should buy a few more warm clothes."
The clothes Gauss had brought with him were all summer wear. The only winter clothes he owned had been left behind by the previous owner and were packed away in his inn luggage.
Now they were not only the wrong size, but also too thin.
He decided to buy a fleece-lined winter coat.
In the inn's lobby, Sophia was adding firewood to the fireplace, preparing to warm the ground floor.
At the counter, the server, Winnie, was carefully wiping a glass.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Alya came in through the door, bundled in thicker clothes. After greeting Winnie and Sophia familiarly, she took the seat across from Gauss.
"No problem. I just got up, too."
They had another packed schedule today.
Although they had submitted the adventurer commission yesterday and received a total of 1 gold and 10 copper for the Corrosive Frog tongues, each of them had taken home about 50 silver, and they still had plans for today. The main event was selling the Corrosive Frog hides.
Corrosive Frogs were not the sort of monsters that lived to plunder. Generally, they rarely attacked caravans or villages of their own accord, and they certainly did not collect human weapons.
Their value lay almost entirely in the tough hides covering their bodies.
After tanning and special treatment, the hides could be used as linings for light or even medium armor. Sewn into key areas such as the joints and torso of leather or chain armor, they offered slight resistance to corrosive damage from acid and marsh