⚔️Serberia

Although Tamfana was more popular with travelers than its neighboring Baldur, the sight of a fellow countrywoman of Rohey still came as a surprise to Kalentia—as far as she knew, Mirai people were not often seen outside their homeland. And perhaps this meeting should be reported to Rohey—the shinobi would definitely be interested.

Responding to his granddaughter's call, a few minutes later, the local blacksmith appeared before the women. Drops of sweat ran down his heaving, bare chest, and his arms were bulging with tight muscles, a testament to the fact that he had just stepped away from the anvil. His long, white hair, tied back in a ponytail, flowed down his back, and thick, matching eyebrows arched over his large, expressive eyes. He was well over two meters tall and exuded a very intense aura.

The argalian was distracted from her thoughts about Rohey and the guest from Mirai by the appearance of the blacksmith—with his powerful physique and bearing, the local craftsman could easily compete with Gungnir, which in itself could not fail to attract attention. Even the old man's mere presence made a lasting impression and made one wonder if his inner strength was any less than his physical strength. Kalentia only came to her senses when the sound of a closing door was heard—the foreigner had left the shop, and now nothing prevented the argalian from approaching the saleswoman and finding out more about the local assortment. —Good day," the girl greeted, approaching the counter, "can I ask about the weapons available for sale and the prices for other services?"