Professional Lackeys

The buildings in the underground market were placed together in a congested way. They all had very different colors and designs, but when joined together, they created a fantastic yet harmonious sight.

Angor walked on a path where different shops stood on both sides. There were too many people that he could not help bumping into their shoulders now and then. It was unimaginable that the town above their heads was peaceful with sleeping residents.

Smith shops, grocery stores, bars… Angor's eyes felt a bit sore when he finally noticed a tailor shop.

This one was crowded with people as well. Most of the customers were female. Angor squeezed his way inside. Before he could talk to the shopkeeper, he noticed that there were only ladies' clothes hanging on the walls and inside display cases.

"May I help you with something, Mister?" A young lady with a round face walked to Angor. She was blushing for some reason.