Merchants Redesigned

Mathew stood still while facing the faceless merchant.

He gave out his opinion about how possibly dangerous it was to get into contact with their realm… Only for all the girls to agree that he needed to stop with his bullshit and just stick through it.

'It's not like I don't understand their point of view,' Mathew thought, calmly taking his time to steel himself for the experience. 'Without those merchants, we would be all long dead. Without weapons, without provisions to supply our bases, or even without the levels that we got from them…'

Mathew shook his head. He then took in a deep breath before reaching out.

His hand, however, stopped just an inch away from the merchant's hood.

'But they didn't feel it,' Mathew thought, gritting his teeth. 'The sense of something creeping all over their consciousness, invading their most inner parts…'

This was the true reason why Mathew didn't want to enter the merchant's subspace again.