After downing another large glass of water that Sylphy had chilled with magic,
Alice felt the anger in her chest subside a little.
She slammed the empty glass onto the table with a thud.
Then she began complaining indignantly:
"I wanted to look at some swords, too."
"But just thinking about it makes me mad."
"All those stalls had was a bunch of scrap metal."
As Alice spoke, she turned her head again.
Her red eyes blazed with anger as she glared at Cui Ciyou.
"And that swindler just now..."
"Ciyou, why did you stop me?"
"You should've let me go over and give him a good beating."
"Everything he sold was fake! Those swords shattered the moment you touched them."
"And you actually paid him compensation! I'm so mad!"
Cui Ciyou listened to Alice's complaints.
He rolled his eyes helplessly and said irritably:
"The Dragon King Kingdom values martial prowess. There are weapon dealers everywhere."
"Even the street stalls mostly sell swords."
"But Alice, were you expecting to find some dragon-slaying magic sword at a street stall?"
"You even used your battle aura to test how sturdy the swords were..."
"Come on, you're a Sword Saint!"
"Even the tiniest trace of your Sword Saint-level battle aura is enough to shatter ordinary iron."
"Most of the swords at those stalls are iron. You're lucky to find a few steel ones."
"You broke all his merchandise."
"If I didn't pay him, were we supposed to wait for the City Guard to arrest us?"
"Sorry..."
After hearing him out, Alice realized she was in the wrong and finally apologized in a small voice.
"Coming in!"
While they were chatting, the shop door, already barely hanging on its hinges,
was suddenly slammed open with a bang!
A vicious-looking man with a brutish face