⚔️Serberia

Ryohei listened to Kalentia's story about the meeting in the forge with some confusion mixed with curiosity. If he remembered correctly, he hadn't seen any other Myraians since he stayed in Baldur. Although, he didn't really want to stand guard at the entrance to the forge, waiting for his fellow countrywoman to return; after all, it wasn't customary in their homeland to impose oneself. However, he was curious about how a guest from Yamato ended up here; there was bound to be some story behind it. To his surprise, he discovered that the little bird with a camera, whom they had forced to humiliate himself and sing songs of questionable content in Baldur, had already managed to write a guidebook about him, and not just with anyone, but with Kalentia on the cover. The young man decided that he didn't need it; he knew his second home well enough. "You look good in it," Ryohei smirked. "It's clear what Iwein was interested in in Baldur." The other books were more interesting, but probably not interesting enough for him to spend money on them, even if he had enough. Leaving Kalentia to study the guidebook, Ryohei went to look at the quest board; maybe he would find something that suited him and he could replenish his meager savings.