"Senior Sister, your craftsmanship is amazing!" Allen exclaimed. "No need to look any further, I'll pay right away."
"Don't worry!" Weaver Girl grabbed his hand, her eyes flirting. "How will you know if it fits if you don't try it on?"
"Come on! Junior Brother, come inside!"
"It's not too late to pay after you try it on."
"Or, I'll just pay for it, okay?"
"Forget it, forget it. No need! Senior Sister, I absolutely trust your craftsmanship!"
Going inside?
Please spare me!
It wasn't that Allen was drained of energy.
It was just that he had just seen something he shouldn't have seen. It was eye-watering!
Until he recovered from the psychological trauma, he didn't want to have any more intimate relations with Weaver Girl.
Finally, he was forced to exchange a secret seal with Weaver Girl, and only then was Allen able to escape.
A dozen spider silk shorts were put into the storage bag.
Alan walked towards the market entrance empty-handed.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly received a system notification.
"Detected the scent of a unique ingredient!"
Hmm? Lucky!
Alan smiled faintly, turned around, and followed the detection direction given by the system, searching for unique ingredients.
...
A notice was posted in a shop window.
"Оливия and Angela's Material Shop!"
"Selling various herbs and spellcasting materials. Orders welcome!"
Alan pushed the door open and entered the material shop.
The scent of unique ingredients led him here.
The shop was filled with the aroma of herbs.
Two women were watching over the shop.
A taller woman in a green dress sat at the counter, one hand resting on her chin, yawning boredly.
There was also a petite girl.
She wore an apron and a white towel tied around her head.
She stood on tiptoe, her back to the door, clutching a feather duster.
She was dusting the top shelf, struggling a bit.
At the sound of the door opening, the woman in the green dress seemed to be startled awake. She jerked her head up and blurted out to Alan:
"Welcome!"
Alan met her gaze and frowned.
This woman looked young.
But she looked a little too anxious.
Her face was pale, her lips tinged blue.
High cheekbones, a hooked nose, triangular eyes.
She looked like an old witch!
She looked mean and formidable.
The cleaning girl also turned around.
She was quite a sight to behold.
She was estimated to be less than 1.5 meters tall, with rosy skin, chubby cheeks, and cute twintails.
Her large, dark eyes twinkled as she curiously surveyed the visitor.
She appeared more innocent and romantic than her actual age, endearing her.
"Ahem!"
The witch-like girl in the green dress coughed twice.
She tried to draw Alan's attention away from the twintailed loli and back to herself.
"If your honored guest needs anything, please let me know."
The girl in the green dress forced a businesslike smile.
It would have been fine if she hadn't smiled.
Her smile made her look even more sinister, as if she harbored malicious intent.
Her voice was quite pleasant, crisp and tender.
It was quite out of place with her appearance.
"Let me take a look first," Allen said nonchalantly.
"No problem, feel free to look around. Just let me know if you need anything."
The girl in the green dress maintained a fake smile.
Alan turned and walked towards the shelves.
The scent of exotic ingredients wafted from above.
"Sir, do you need any help?"
The girl with the twin ponytails asked Allen sweetly.
"Let me see the wooden box on the top shelf."
"Okay!"
The girl with the twin ponytails stood on tiptoe and reached for it.
She couldn't reach it even with her arms outstretched, her face flushing with embarrassment.
"Sir, please wait a moment!"
She ran over to fetch a stool to rest her feet on.
"No need to bother you, I can do it myself."
Alan reached out and pulled the wooden box from above his head.
The girl with the twin ponytails widened her eyes, eyes filled with envy.
"Wow! You're so tall!"
Alan was 1.92 meters tall, nearly half a meter taller than her!
The altitude difference was indeed quite significant.
Alan smiled, handed her the wooden box, and gestured to unlock it.
"The key is in Olivia's hand."
The girl with the twin ponytails explained in a low voice, carrying the box to the counter.
The wooden box seemed too heavy for her.
"Hey! Huh..."
The girl struggled to hold the box, carefully placing it on the counter.
Turning around, she walked towards the shelves.
Suddenly, she stumbled and fell flat on her face next to Alan with a thud.
The hem of her skirt flipped up, revealing a glimpse of her pristine white panties...
Alan calmly looked away and helped her to her feet.
"Senior Sister Angela! Are you okay?"
The girl in the green dress leaned over, asking with concern.
"I'm fine, I just fell."
The girl with the twintails blushed, frantically brushing off the dust, looking embarrassed.
Alan raised an eyebrow.
He had thought the younger-looking loli with the twintails was his junior sister, but it turned out to be the girl in the green dress's senior sister.
He recalled the shop's name.
It seemed the girl in the green dress was Olivia.
Click!
The girl in the green dress unlocked the box and pulled out a fist-sized object.
It looked dark, like an irregular lump of mud.
Alan looked closer and noticed a delicate and intricate wood grain emerging from its surface.
It turned out to be a wooden lump.
"This is the heart of the woad tree, a very rare spellcasting ingredient!"
Olivia held the wooden lump in her hands and introduced it to Alan.
"When combined with plant-related spells, it can increase the spell's power by at least... well, at least 30%!"
As she spoke, she unconsciously avoided Alan's gaze.
Clearly, the boasting was a bit exaggerated.
Alan didn't know wood magic, and he didn't mind Olivia's boasting. He just wanted to gain the potential of this woad heart.
"This thing is quite interesting."
Alan took the woad heart and examined it over and over again.
He feigned interest.
"Senior Sister, what's your name?"
"Olivia, what about you?"
"Just call me Alan."
Putting the heart down, Alan asked Olivia, "How much is this woad heart?"
"Forty attributeless magic stones!"
Olivia seemed to have figured it out long ago, and her price came without a second thought.
Hiss...
Before Alan could react, Angela beside him couldn't contain her composure.
She gasped, her eyes filled with shock.
"Junior Sister..." Angela asked Olivia timidly, "Forty magic stones? Isn't that... a little too much?"
Olivia had already sharpened her knife and fork, waiting to make her move.
Hearing her senior sister interrupt, her face darkened.
"What's so expensive about it? Besides me, who else can get woad heart?"
"It's a unique gem on the market, and it's not expensive at all!"
"Hmm... that's true..."
Angela seemed to realize that as Оливия's partner, she shouldn't undermine her, and she turned her elbow outward.
She snorted twice, not daring to say anything more.
"Forty magic stones? That's too expensive," Allen mused. "Ten magic stones, how about that?"
"Are you kidding?! You might as well go rob it!"
Оливия flatly refused.
The two then bargained.
After a fierce tussle, Allen gave in.
In the end, they "reluctantly" settled for twenty-five magic stones.