Seeing Eric, Max's empty heart finally became steady. He smiled sincerely, his eyes full of laughter, and pulled Eric closer.
"Let's stroll through the market. Don't you like lively places the most? If there is anything you like, we will buy it." Max said gently.
"Okay." Eric replied happily.
Since transmigrating here, he had never seen such a lively town. This place was equivalent to the capital of the Elf tribe; the level of prosperity could be seen just by looking at the street before them, which stretched endlessly.
The two greeted the others and then happily set off to stroll. Kevin smacked his lips a few times and continued to search for the next food stall.
Thomas set his sights on a clothing store. He was shy about going alone, so he dragged Grass along.
Unexpectedly, the Elf shopkeeper from earlier ran over:
