91: Chapter 91 General Store

The buildings scattered along both sides of the road were mostly two-story structures made of wood and stone, with faded linen signs hanging from some of the eaves.

Blacksmith shops ringing with hammer strikes, bakeries selling bread, bustling taverns...

Pedestrians came and went in an endless stream, with all sorts of people weaving through the crowd.

There were commoners in coarse linen tunics carrying bamboo baskets to purchase daily necessities; there were also soldiers patrolling continuously, clad in simple leather armor and carrying longswords...

The mix of sounds was not annoying; on the contrary, it made one unconsciously relax, and even the lingering hostility in Byron's heart dissipated quite a bit.

Watching these vivid scenes unfold before his eyes, Byron even doubted for a moment whether he had undergone Transmigration to the medieval period of his previous world.

However, the clean streets pulled him back to reality.

Obviously, the medieval period of that previous world was not as clean as this one.

Thinking this, Byron continued to stroll, looking for his target.

Not long after, when Byron's gaze swept over a linen sign, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He had finally found the place he was looking for.

The linen sign bore the large words "Oak Grocery Store," a very ordinary sign.

But what caught Byron's attention was not these large characters, but a symbol embroidered at the very bottom.

Although faded from wind and rain, if Byron was not mistaken, it should be a symbol representing alchemy.

Thus, being able to embroider this symbol on the sign, even if the shop owner was not a wizard, they must certainly have a connection to wizards.

Byron did not hesitate and immediately walked toward the shop next to the sign.

Pushing open the door, the interior was dimly lit, with only a little daylight filtering in through the narrow street-facing window.

Inside the shop, layers of wooden shelves were arranged against the walls, stacked from top to bottom with various odds and ends.

Although the arrangement was slightly cluttered, it unexpectedly gave a feeling of being well-organized.

As Byron pushed the door and entered, the white-bearded shopkeeper, dressed in simple coarse clothes and sitting in the shop, did not even lift an eyelid, continuing to sip the black tea in his hand slowly.

Seeing this, Byron's expression remained unchanged as he began to browse the shelves in the shop, looking left and right.

"Everything in the shop is on the shelves. Take whatever you fancy, and come to me to settle the bill when you've chosen."

Just as Byron was looking around, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, Byron turned to look at the shopkeeper who had finally raised his head, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

When the shopkeeper saw Byron smiling at him, he was taken aback, not understanding what Byron meant.

Byron had no intention of explaining, simply plopping himself down on the chair beside the shopkeeper, acting a bit as if he were the host instead of the guest.

The shopkeeper frowned slightly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by an object that appeared in Byron's hand, causing his pupils to constrict sharply.

The next moment, all impatience vanished from the shopkeeper's face, replaced by a face full of smiles.

"My eyes are really failing me; I didn't even realize that you are also a wizard, friend."

Byron toyed with the magic stone in his hand, not speaking to answer the shopkeeper, just smiling slightly.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper did not say much more, got up to close the door, and then sat back down next to Byron, asking.

"Friend, just tell me what you need. Although my shop looks small, it is one of the best in this Savien."

"If there is nothing in my shop that satisfies you, I can also go ask other shops and have goods transferred from them."

Hearing this, Byron stopped his movements, looked up at the shopkeeper, and smiled meaningfully.

Not long after, Byron walked out of the grocery store with a beaming smile, while the shopkeeper stood at the entrance, forcing a smile and waving goodbye to Byron.

As Byron's figure disappeared completely from sight, the shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, hurriedly locked the shop door tightly, and shouted.

"Jack, stop counting those magic stones! Hurry out the back door now and find Cesia and the others. Tell them that the person just now was a tough character, and tell them not to act like they did before—do business honestly!"

The shop assistant, Jack, who was counting the magic stones, hesitated upon hearing the boss's words.

"Boss, all the shops? And what if they don't believe it?!"

The shopkeeper waved his hand impatiently: "Of course it's all of them! If they don't believe it, tell them that guy might have come out of the academy. If they aren't afraid of death, they can try."

After saying this, the shopkeeper waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, stop asking questions and get going quickly."

Hearing this, Jack dared not ask or delay any further, and immediately ran toward the back of the shop.

The shopkeeper, sitting on the chair looking at the pile of magic stones in front of him, wore a bitter smile on his face: "I just hope nothing goes wrong."

Byron, who had just walked out of that grocery store, was very happy at this moment.

This time, he had not only successfully replenished his experimental Materials and Potion Making Materials, which had been nearly depleted.

At least for a short time, whether doing experiments or Potion Making, he didn't have to worry about interruptions due to a lack of Materials.

Additionally, Byron had also obtained a more detailed map and information about other shops in Savien from the shopkeeper.

In this way, whether returning to the academy or continuing to stay in Savien, he would be able to handle things with more ease.

Even now, Byron still found it hard to believe that he had so easily found a shop opened by a wizard and solved a large part of his troubles.

It was simply too easy, so easy that it caught Byron off guard.

He had originally planned to stay in the city for a few days, spending several days searching slowly.

In fact, the reason Byron felt it was so easy and didn't waste any effort was that he had entered the academy to study from the moment he stepped into the Wizard World.

Coupled with a year of study and the Eye of Omniscience, his foundation had long been laid extremely solidly, which was why he could easily recognize the symbol and thus find the shop.

If a wild wizard were to do this, let alone hiding the symbol on the sign, even if it were placed right in front of them, they might not be able to recognize it.

Consequently, there would be no point in talking about recognizing the background of that shop.

After sighing with emotion for a while, Byron began to walk toward the outskirts of the city.

He did not intend to conduct experiments or Potion Making in the city; he planned to find a village relatively close to the city.

Because in this way, he could not only hide himself better.

Although living in the city was convenient, the coming and going of people meant that under the gaze of a high-density crowd, any minor anomaly would be discovered by others, thereby exposing him.

Furthermore, the number of wizards in the city had somewhat exceeded his expectations.

If some wizard were idle and wandering around, happening to see something, wouldn't trouble come looking for him?

And living in a village near the city, not only were there fewer people, but it was also close to the city.

If he needed to buy anything, he wouldn't even have to go out himself; he could just ask someone to help.