Hill Settles Down for the Time Being

Hill did not understand why Lynn looked as if he was having trouble breathing.

He sincerely thought the pearl suited Lynn.

With the Silver Moon Alliance's winters being so long, water that could be drunk without thawing would surely be useful for a place like a tavern.

Hill had even specifically told Liszt not to take out the very best kind!

Pearls of this medium size should be quite common in Faerûn's many port cities, shouldn't they?

"Do you know how many gold coins a pearl this size is worth?

Five hundred gold each!

And that's only the listed price. It wouldn't be easy to buy one at that price.

Pearls that can condense the purest water aren't something you can buy whenever you want!" Lynn said weakly, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And you took out so many at once!"

Hill blinked before finally realizing that Faerûn was a place where all sorts of demons and monsters ran rampant. Who knew when some troublemaking Evil God worshipper might appear somewhere?

Anyone with money treated pure water as one of their most important stockpiled resources.

"Isn't this place very close to Deepwater Port?" Hill asked curiously. "Pearls like this haven't reached the level of treasures, have they?"

Lynn sighed. "So you've seen treasure-grade pearls too? Even in Silver Moon City, perhaps only a few people at the very top possess such things.

I don't know whose child you are, but even if you're a fourteenth-level Archmage, don't flaunt your wealth like this."

Hill pondered why Lynn thought he was a fourteenth-level Mage. Was there some event going on in Silver Moon City?

He did not continue the subject. In any case, he would surely find out once he reached Silver Moon City.

Hill said seriously, "I have many pearls,