"This item isn't supposed to be here! Who the hell did this!"
The outer wall area inside Torch Fortress's outer wall. In the western outskirts there, it was full of warehouses and trading companies. In front of a Gorgon Trading Company building painted with a bull with shiny poison-spitting dragon scales, a fat middle-aged man with lots of beard was red-faced and furious.
He obviously looked hot-tempered.
Merchant Bebenik scolded an employee. He waved parchment around.
"Can't distinguish a knight's sword from a mercenary's sword? What the hell were you doing! What does doing it right mean!"
The employee was busy apologizing with his head down but ultimately got slapped once. Bebenik, breathing heavily, threw down the parchment and went inside. The employee picked up the parchment and hurried to get the knight's sword.
Seeing that scene while walking, Rowan clicked his tongue inwardly. Literally a Boss—not a leader.
"That can't be the place, right?"
