Chapter 247 Revisiting the Old Place

The clear ring of a bell accompanied the opening of the door, and the afternoon sun streamed into this old shop, almost filled with various dolls. The elf shopkeeper, busy adjusting a doll skeleton behind the counter, heard the noise and looked up to see a tall man with black hair and an eyepatch entering the shop.

The elderly elf woman looked puzzlingly at this "guest," who didn't seem to be here to buy dolls, but after a moment of confusion, she still smiled and greeted him—she did not recognize that this tall, one-eyed man was the same child who had bought something from her shop with his sister a century ago, "Ah, welcome to the Rose Doll House, feel free to look around."

She paused, then casually added, "We don't see customers like you very often."

Tirian's gaze slowly swept around.

The various dolls, the antique racks, the carved staircase, the warm and calm atmosphere, and the smiling old woman.