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- Ah well, never mind, I'll go to "Witch's Fortune," I need to find a certain potion.
If you need anything, come by, - and Daar, smiling, walked away.
Even before reaching the shop, the elf noticed the same girl that Hostor had left with.
As Daar approached, he heard Hostor's commanding voice.
- Oh! - the elf smiled to himself and opened the door. But before entering, he looked at the stranger again, carefully examined her, and muttered to himself.
Daar entered and saw Hostor arguing with the shopkeeper (for some reason, the elf immediately understood that it was her).
- Am I interrupting? - still smiling, the elf asked and turned his gaze to the shopkeeper.