“Go easy on them at the underground coliseum tournament. Of course, I fully expect you will win, so I won’t be taking part this time.”

“—!”

Shivers ran down my spine. To think he’d already heard in such a short amount of time . . . Just how connected was this guy?!

“I’ll be rooting for you.”

“Thanks.”

Dealing with corrupt merchants always wore me out.

“Fehhh . . . That merchant is quite famous, you know.”

“I thought that might be the case.”

“They say he’ll put you out of business if you get on his bad side.”

“Don’t worry. He likes me.”

On the contrary, I was more afraid he’d try to force me to take over his shop. Rishia and I continued chatting as we climbed the stairs up to the second floor.

“Woooow, this is grreeeat! So shiiiiny!”

It looked like a showroom, with all kinds of weapons on display. Filo couldn’t take her eyes off all the shiny objects. She may have looked like a human, but she was a bird monster, after all.

Let’s see . . . A variety of siderite weapons, like swords and spears, were lined up in a row. Ahh, they were showroom products meant to attract attention and could only be handled and looked at in the showroom. Yeah, these were definitely the weapons that the other heroes had copied. Oh? There was some Spirit Tortoise gear, too. The materials were being sold to fund reconstruction efforts, after all. I’d heard about it while peddling goods, and apparently working with the materials was difficult.

It was all pretty much the same stuff that you could buy in Melromarc, but everything was priced super high. I was a bit surprised to see that a shop this big was full of weapons that didn’t seem to have much processing done to them. I guess it was different when they were made in other countries.

Hmm . . . I looked at the shields, too, but they were pretty much the same as what the old guy had in his shop. There did seem to be a few that I hadn’t seen before, so I figured I’d try picking them up.

“Excuse me. Is it okay if I hold this shield?”

“Go right ahead.”

After making sure it was okay with an employee, I went about picking up any shields I hadn’t seen at the old guy’s shop and activated weapon copy. Spike Shield, Frisbee Shield, Jewel Shield, Platinum Shield . . . I just copied them all.

“Raphtalia, did you find any katanas?”

“Umm, yes. They’re over here.”