Let This Grieving Soul Retire: Volume 3 [Complete] by Tsukikage

Author:Tsukikage
Language: eng
Format: epub

As we entered, a security guard with a stern face greeted us. Their sharp gaze, akin to that of a hunter who’d encountered a phantom, scrutinized us from head to toe.

His entire body was adorned in Relics. Everything, from his boots, the breastplate protecting his torso, and the longsword hanging from his gauntlet to his waist, emitted the brilliance of a Relic. Besides me, he was most probably the man with the most Relics equipped in the capital.

We’d been acquainted for almost five years at this point, but his intense gaze showed no sign of softening. Passing by him sparked the memory of our first meeting: that look had intimidated me at the time.

Despite its plain exterior, the inside of the store was very typical with numerous Relics neatly arranged. The lack of uniformity was probably a characteristic of Relic stores. Relics resembling jewelry were lined up in glass display cases, while weapon Relics were categorized and displayed on the walls accordingly. Since even low-end Relics came with a considerable price tag, the total value of the merchandise here likely rivaled that of a jewelry store.

There were no other customers apart from us. I’d always thought they’d attract more customers had they built the shop along the main street. Though, the decision to set up this shop here in the middle of nowhere likely stemmed from the store owner’s disposition.

“What a shabby place. Looks like some things never change.”

“L-Lizzy!”

Tino hastily reprimanded Liz, who showed no interest in the Relics.

For me, whose hobby was collecting Relics, this shop was like a museum and a toy store combined. Back in my early days as a hunter, whenever I’d had a day off, I’d almost glue myself to the merchandise and diligently memorize all their names and effects.

The counter was vacant. Notwithstanding the presence of the security guard, the shop remained as incautious as ever.

Liz boldly pounded the counter without reservation. She probably wanted to end this quickly and go out to play.

“Matty, you here? Krai Baby, looks like he’s out. Let’s go home. Let’s go back and continue where we’ve left off, okay?”

“Lizzy?! It’s the white crow, the white crow!”

I remember hearing this before, but what could a white crow be? Crows are black.

Then, the door behind the counter flew open.

Tino swiftly moved and hid behind me.

Out from the door came Matthis, owner of Magi’s Tale. Despite his completely white hair and a face etched with wrinkles, his sharp gaze, stretched back, and hale and hearty demeanor made him appear younger than his years. And as his stony expression suggested, Matthis was an obstinate man.

Seeing Liz, Matthis furrowed his brows and clicked his tongue ostentatiously.

“Tsk. Kiddo,” he said, “so you’re hanging out with this young lass today.”

“Hey, Matty, long time no see!” said Liz.

“Quit calling me ‘Matty’! You idiot!” retorted Matthis.

Matthis was just as harsh with Liz as ever, probably because of the rampage she’d caused in his shop back then. Sitri received much the same treatment, by the way.

“Humph. What do you need? I’m busy today, and I don’t have any Relics you may find interesting for sale.

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