Under the indifferent gaze of Little Mustache Chief, Jones and Adelle left the forge.
Without realizing it, the sky had started to sprinkle light snow. Tiny snowflakes fell on the pitch-black ground, as if painting the earth with a layer of gray. There was a desolate, icy sensation in the air.
The wheels turned with a "clatter-clatter" sound as the carriage moved along the empty streets, weaving through the sparse crowd.
Inside the carriage, Adelle glanced at Jones and asked softly, "Do you want to do business with the Human Kingdom?"
"I have that idea, but I'm not sure yet," Jones replied casually.
