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Five days later, in the early morning.

Outside of Vili.

The muddy path still had puddles left from the rain. As Gu Yuan approached the city, he saw an overturned carriage lying on the side of the road.

Several wooden crates were smashed to pieces, fruits and vegetables were soaked in mud, and several bags of flour were broken open, congealing into a pale paste in the rain.

Several people were standing beside the carriage, and one of them immediately caught Gu Yuan's attention.

"Is that... an elf?"

Millie Alde looked over at the sound and saw that the elf was tall and upright, standing with his arms crossed.

He wore a simple white robe draped diagonally across his body, his expression so composed that he looked like a statue, exuding an air of competence.

"..."

Milie Alde remained silent, only nodding slightly.

She hadn't seen her own kind for many years, so she couldn't think of any greetings to say.

However, even though she didn't say anything, the elf couldn't stop looking over.

Kraft was troubled about how to compensate the dwarf for his loss.

As a monk, he is on a round-the-world trip, hoping to reach the far north of the continent—where his deceased best friend is buried.

As a result, not long after they set off, they saw several monsters attacking passersby.

Driven by an ingrained sense of justice, he stepped forward without hesitation to drive it away. However, as he did so, the monster was startled and kicked the carriage over...

"Hey, you long-eared thing, have you figured out how you're going to make it up to me?"

The dwarf's gruff voice interrupted Kraft's thoughts.

"These fruits are all top-quality goods that are presented as tribute to those noble gentlemen."

"You won't leave without ten gold coins."

Kraft's gaze, slightly helpless, swept quickly across the area.

The once plump fruits were either crushed to a pulp or soaked in sewage.

He sighed inwardly and touched his empty belt.

As a martial monk who practiced asceticism, he was used to living without a penny, but he never expected to fall into such a predicament at this time.

Just as Kraft was pondering whether he should temporarily incur this debt.

Tread-

A crisp sound of horses' hooves approached from afar, breaking the awkward silence.

He looked up and saw an elven woman with cascading silver hair riding a fine horse slowly approaching.

……

……

Gu Yuan had roughly reconstructed the whole picture of the events before him through the dwarf's words.

At the same time, he noticed the faintly glowing pendant on Kraft's chest.

That is the symbol of a devotee of the goddess.

Coupled with his rare short, emerald-green hair and sturdy yet not clumsy physique, a name gradually became clear in his mind.

When the distance was close enough, Gu Yuan saw the subtle lines at the corner of the other person's eyes, and his guess was finally confirmed.

He subtly adjusted his breathing.

Kraft then turned his gaze to Milield, exchanged a glance, and gave a slight bow, his posture humble, yet unable to conceal the helplessness in his tone:

"Hello, I am the monk Kraft."

"Could you two please stay for a while? To be honest, I've run into a little trouble."

I never expected to meet someone of my own kind here; it's quite a special coincidence.

In that case, perhaps I can ask them for a favor.

Even borrowing a few silver coins would be helpful.

Millie Alde was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting to hear such words.

He paused for a moment to ponder.

"Feel sorry."

She shook her head slightly, not wanting to waste time here.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes after hearing the introduction of the martial monk.

—Craft, one of the characters in the story.

He is suspected to be the savior from 1,500 years ago, but his strength is unknown.

He was originally a swordsman, but after the death of his friend, who was a monk, he laid down his sword and became a monk.

In Gu Yuan's eyes, it was a treasure.

His combat skills, his experience, his knowledge... everything can be of help to him.

Gu Yuan's mind raced, a flurry of thoughts flashing through his mind like lightning.

Finally, he decisively asked, "I don't have money, but would you like some fruit?"

"fruit?"

Kraft's expression showed a rare fluctuation.

It should be noted that crops were extremely scarce in this era because monsters roamed the land, and fruit was a luxury that only nobles could enjoy.

How could anyone carry that around with them?

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the human.

Upon hearing this, the dwarf stopped shouting and squinted, staring intently at Gu Yuan.

When Gu Yuan took out the frozen snow pear, which he used to quench his thirst on the road, the dwarf came forward to take a look.

His brownish appearance made him raise an eyebrow.

What is this...?

Fruit, don't be ridiculous!

Just as I was about to slap this "coal" away and tell it to get lost, I saw Gu Yuan take a bite out of the frozen pear the next second.

In an instant, juice overflowed, emitting a fragrant aroma.

The dwarf sniffed, then his eyes widened in surprise.

Staring intently at the "coal," watching Gu Yuan eat it with relish, as if it were non-toxic, he subconsciously asked for a piece to try.

Thinking to myself—

"Hmph, the smell is nice, but I wonder how it tastes. Don't think you can make me stop by using a bunch of inferior products."

With that thought in mind, he slowly put it in his mouth and chewed.

Instantly, the refreshing feeling placed him in the midst of endless wind and snow, making him feel refreshed and clear-headed, sweeping away the sultry heat after the rain.

Savor it slowly.

"this……"

hallucinations!

I couldn't resist asking for another piece.

Then, the dwarf clenched his fists, his excitement overflowing, his voice trembling:

"What kind of fruit is this? I'll take it. How many do you have? Are you selling it?"

A variety I've never seen before, a taste I've never experienced before.

In his eyes, that brown shape could be described as a precious black gemstone.

Such a rare item would surely be offered a high price by those noble gentlemen!

Thinking this through, the dwarf took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, and decisively pulled out his money pouch:

"Are fifty gold coins enough?"

"Huh?" Gu Yuan froze in his nibbling motion, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

His intention was to prove that frozen pears are fruit.

Sell? Or fifty gold coins?

What does inflation mean?

But unable to resist the dwarves' enthusiasm and persistence, and under their constant urging, Gu Yuan could only tearfully exchange the frozen pears, which cost a few dollars per kilogram, for gold coins.

Whoosh, the money bag gradually swelled.

Kraft was completely left out until the deal was over, at which point he couldn't resist stepping forward.

He watched the dwarf stagger away, carrying the box, and hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back.

Finally, she turned to face Gu Yuan and Milie Alde and bowed solemnly:

"This... thank you both for your help."

"I thought I wouldn't be able to get away today, but I didn't expect..."

"May I ask your names?"

Gu Yuan named his group, then stared at the elven monk with a slightly concerned look:

"Hmm... Kraft, right? Nice to meet you. You must be a follower of the goddess, huh? Coincidentally, so am I."

He slowly revealed the pendant hidden inside his clothes.

Seeing the glint of warmth and approval in Kraft's eyes, Gu Yuan paused, then continued:

"To be honest, we came here for the labyrinth near this city."

"Are you a resident here? Then, do you know where it is?"

Gu Yuan wondered if he could recruit Kraft into the team.

Possessing the power to save the world...

This move was incredibly profitable.