Chapter 95: Where's the face? Gone!_3

How pitiful.

Completely devoid of dignity!

Upon entering the Black Market, Franda did not head straight for the booth selling the two ores.

She wandered around, picking and choosing, spending some Magic Stones on various flower seeds that caught her fancy, and a few attractive trinkets.

After all, her master had given her a substantial amount of Magic Stones to splurge on whatever she wanted for their outing today.

However, maintaining the "Small World" was already straining her master's budget.

Franda did not want to impose too much economic burden on him.

Just a few whims here and there was enough.

After all, Magic Stones are hard to come by.

Now, it's time to find the two ores her master needed.

Eventually, Franda reached a temporary booth where a vendor, draped in a dark cloak with a hood that barely revealed his chin, was stationed.

Both the "Molten Gold Ore" and the "Rock Iron Ore" were displayed centrally at the booth.