"Watch your step."
"It's really cold today."
After resting for a night and recovering their full strength, the group headed out into the streets.
The season had quietly entered late autumn. The bleak wind cut across their flushed cheeks like little knives, making them shiver.
Gauss strode through the streets.
As he walked, he observed the sights of the city.
"Sir, would you like some citrus fruit? It's very sweet."
"Then I'll take a basket."
Gauss glanced over, confirmed that the price was reasonable, and had the entire basket packed up.
Citrus fruit was a decent choice.
It was juicy, replenished the trace elements the human body needed, and was relatively easy to store.
While asking the vendor, whose eyes had curved into a smile at the prospect of returning home early, for the exact location of the Adventurer's Guild, Gauss and the others continued on their way.
After a while.
They entered a stone building.
The temperature inside was noticeably higher than outside.
Firewood crackled in the enormous fireplace along the side of the hall.
The Adventurer's Guild hall was a chaotic mix of adventurers from various races.
Besides the humans, who were the most numerous, there were also plenty of Dwarves, Halflings, Half-orcs, Gnomes, and Tieflings. Gauss even spotted a Half-Dragon.
The diversity of a major city truly was different from that of an ordinary small town.
Gauss's arrival attracted quite a few gazes.
"Hello, sir."
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I'd like to ask about the local office of the Golden Eagle Family."
After hearing his question, the clerk looked him up and down before telling Gauss where it was located.
Before leaving, Gauss also asked for a stack of house-sale commissions.
York and his daughter Abby intended to settle down in Flute Castle.