To the appraiser!

"Young lady, you sure you don't want to stay on the cart? Your face is kinda flushed..."

Rotte pointed out when Cranberry approached them.

"Shut up! I just feel like walking!"

The red-haired girl scoffed and glared at him with ice-cold eyes.

"Do you know the way to the item appraiser?"

She hurriedly changed the subject.

"Yes. The place that one of the guards advertised as the shop that has the best offers is located in the alley, right next to the city square. Obviously, we should most definitely not go there."

Shanks kept nodding to himself while explaining.

"Envy territory sucks..."

Rotte sighed and rubbed the back of his head with a displeased expression.

"Haa? So you all have been here before?"

Cranberry looked at them with mild interest.

"Not exactly in Tart, but we had the displeasure of being forced to take a mission from the local guards."