"All it takes is one bag of gold to gain the protection of the great Lord Bastet! What could be a better bargain than that?!"
"Not a hundred bags, not even ten bags—just one bag of gold!"
"Wear it, and you won't encounter any danger in Wusa City!" The short gnome merchant quickly shook off the shock caused by the Little Banshee's erratic train of thought and continued hawking his amulet. "And all it takes is one bag of gold!"
Zhuzhu let out a tiny, imperceptible sigh.
"I'm really sorry." She puffed out her cheeks, her red eyes brimming with apology. "I'm scared of danger too, but I'm even more afraid of my captain... If the captain finds out I've worshipped another god, she'll eat me."
With that, she clasped her hands behind her back, swayed her head as she skipped out of the gnome's little shop, and hurried after Nikita, who was about to vanish into the crowd.
The gnome merchant stared blankly at the Little Witch's departing figure. After a long while, he spat on the ground in disgust.
When he turned back, he saw two burly male wizards in red robes squatting before his stall, studying another wooden carving of a toad-like deity and whispering to each other.
One was a blue-skinned fatty with a round head and round face; the other had a striking red face. Judging by their clothes and appearance, they were clearly outsiders.
The gnome's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned in.
The two male wizards were speaking quietly.
"This is a statue of that fellow Sartogua, isn't it?"
"I think it's a moon beast... Doctor told me that moon beasts, a specialty of the Illusory Dream Realm, look more or less like big toads."
"But it doesn't have tentacles around its