Chapter 5 From the Road to the Shop
The next day.
The girl who got up early in the morning didn't see Sigurd. Cervis said that Sieg had gone on an emergency mission last night and did not know when he would be back. Unlike yesterday's leisure, today's Mercenary Guild was visited early in the morning, and seeing Cerves' busy appearance, Victoria was really embarrassed to let her accompany her to buy travel supplies.
"I'll just go myself." The girl said lightly.
"But ......"
"That store is diagonally opposite, right?" The girl said confidently, "I can see clearly from the window of the room. Don't worry, Sister Sterves, it's okay. β
Cervis nodded in agreement. She took out a small money bag and handed it to the girl, and then returned to work. Alone, Victoria quietly left the Mercenary Guild.
Yesterday I shouldn't have shown any major flaws, the girl thought contentedly.
In the past, whether it was a man or a time-traveler...... Based on the reaction of Sieg and Gilves, they should have been completely unaware of this. Even if they had information about Miss Douglas, they would only feel that they were not in the same position as "Victoria Douglass".
Standing on the streets of another world, the girl suddenly had a feeling of being in a different world. Just yesterday, I was still on Earth, breathing in the unique smog and car exhaust fumes of my hometown. And today, I am standing here, in a completely strange world and a completely unfamiliar city, ready to start a new life.
In terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, young girls are still observing and adapting.
The girl had heard the saying that in the ancient West, people did not pay attention to urban hygiene, and many households threw garbage and even feces directly on the street, causing the city to smell everywhere. It's hard for a girl to imagine that day...... No, nightmares.
Fortunately, whatever the real ancient Europe looked like, at least the world wasn't so bad.
The warm sunlight shone on the streets, and people came and went with hurried looks, with the occasional horse-drawn carriage passing slowly. Far from spotless, the city's streets are at least tidy, not overrun with sewage and horse manure. Speaking of which, I mentioned the existence of sewers in the original work: maybe the mages who rule the kingdom will build special magical sewers for each city.
It's the same with clothing. The red dress and small sandals worn by the girl are certainly not trendy by the standards of the contemporary earth, and even a little plain, but they should not be found in the real Middle Ages. The clothes of men and women on the street are not varied, nor are they uniform.
The pavement is paved with marbleβor some kind of stone that you can't name. The buildings on the side of the street were at least two or even three stories long, and there was a tower in the distance, and the girl was not sure if it was a mage tower.
In terms of food, the diet of this world is similar to the familiar modern Western food, with less variety and more fresh dishes that you don't know. The delicacy of Cerves' cooking made the girl very satisfied. At least this world of magical civilization is much more developed in all respects than the real Western Middle Ages.
"This is only the border," the girl told herself, "and the cities must be more striking in the more developed parts of the French state."
The girl did not forget to "play" with the coins that Cervis gave her, including gold coins (of course, this is not pure gold). According to Gilves, the major countries on the continent signed treaties decades ago that unified the weight and fineness of gold coins, allowing them to circulate more smoothly, while small coins were different.
The shop I'm going to is not far away. According to Gilves, it was supposed to be a shop that sold gear and necessities for adventurers and travelers. The old signboard reads "Pink Boots" in ugly lettering. That's the name of the store. Why did the owner give his shop this strange name?
No matter, the girl shook her head. She took a deep breath and walked into the strange shop.
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When the girl walked into the "pink boots", the burly balding owner of the store was taking a pair of boots from under the counter. It's a spacious shop, but the counters, shelves, and even the floor are so full of miscellaneous items that it looks cramped. Hearing the girl walk in, the boss looked up.
"Dear Madam!" He exclaimed, startling the girl who was still looking at the shelves in a loud voice, "Beautiful young lady! Welcome to 'Pink Boots', huh? Now that you're here, I promise you won't leave empty-handed! Let me see β what do you want? β
The boss looked at the girl. In his eyes, this petite girl wore her red dress, and no matter how she looked, she was not close to an adventurer or a traveler.
"Boss, that's the ......" The girl was a little frightened by the boss's enthusiasm, she put away the leisure of gathering more information from the shelves, and carefully considered the wording, "I plan to go on a trip, but there is no suitable one-"
"Travel!" The boss exclaimed, "Ah, I seeβyou need some travel supplies, is that right?" β
"Yes."
"Where are you going? Do you have any plans to travel in the future? The boss didn't give the girl a chance to elaborate, and he asked repeatedly, "Do you have travel companions?" Isn't the road long? Are you thinking about buying more items in case you need them? β
If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to maintain the "girly" demeanor as much as possible, the girl really wanted to cover her head directly, or more simply, drown the guy in front of her with angry foaming stars - this boss is a natural salesman.
"Well, let's start from the beginning......" The girl said with a smile on her face, "My journey will not be too long, just from this city to the capital." β
Seeing that the boss looked excited and wanted to speak, she hurriedly interrupted the boss again: "Don't recommend to me things I don't need - I don't know if I'll go on a long trip in the future." Please, I mean, we're coming one by one, okay? β
"In that case," the boss touched his chin, "let's start one by one, as you wish." First ......"
He paused: "Miss, you need a pair of boots." You can't go out into the wild in that kind of thing. β
The boss pointed to the white sandals on the girl's feet: "You know what? The most important thing about traveling is to have well-fitting boots. I named it 'Pink Boots' because I proposed to my wife with a pair of pink bootsβ"
There is always a story hidden behind the strange signboard, but this boss has too much nonsense.
"That's enough," said the girl, frowning, stopping her boss's chatter, "and the situation now is that I don't have a pair of boots that fit." Can we go faster? I still have a lot of things to do. β
"Of course, noble lady," the boss's eyes sparkled, "because time is pressing, I have to choose the best pair for you." I'm guessing you're not a travel connoisseur β have you decided which kind of boots to buy? β
"Recommend one to me?" The girl said. She had a vague feeling that something terrible was going to happen next, but the girl really didn't know anything about boots.
"That's good!" The boss said, his eyebrows fluttering, "I have several options here, all of which are suitable for you." Look at thisβ" he pointed to the beautiful pale gold boots he had just placed on the counter, "these are the boots that elves love, and legend has it that elven guards wore them to patrol their woods in the distant past. It's lightweight, it's also very aesthetically pleasing, and you'll love the feeling of traveling with it. And this oneβ"
Without waiting for the girl to reply, the boss took out a pair of rather fashionable black leather boots from under the counter, "Even the most discerning imperial nobles love these boots." They wear it everywhere for hiking. You see, from here you can raise your boots to a knee-high position, and you must be dressed very beautifully, like a real aristocrat. Did you know that boots have a peculiar magic that amplifies the glamour of the lady who wears it β I promise, you wear these boots and all the men's eyes along the way can't take their eyes off you! β
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Damn it.
In previous and present lives, girls are not very good at dealing with sales. If he is still a male body in the past, he can naturally slap the table directly at the boss and warn him to leave if he does it again: However, the amnesiac girl who has been pretending to be weak has been disguised for so long, how can he give up his efforts because of a little thing?
Having said that, why didn't you just pretend to be a woman in the first place?
"Boss," said the girl in a daze, "all I want is boots." Why do you recommend so much? If I could, I wanted a modest choice that didn't want to be too eye-catching. β
"If you're worried about danger, the two boots I just recommended are also the best choice for fighters - okay." As if noticing the girl's angry eyes, the boss shrugged, "You are a humble and resolute woman, very good. I recommend this one to youβ" the boss walked to the nearby shelf and took down a pair of dusty brown leather boots, "marching boots, which generals all over the world have ordered for their most trusted troops. It is very hard-wearing and extremely comfortable to wear on your feet. Wear it to travel, even if you don't feel tired all day. A lady like you deserves it! β
The girl was a little moved, but she still pointed her finger at another pair of sturdy-looking dark red leather boots next to the boots: "Can I see that pair?" It looks very good. β
"It's you!" The boss said, the loud voice shook the girl's ears and buzzed, "I picked the best at once!" With all due respect, you'll be able to buy these boots from me. Such a rare thing, maybe if you miss it, you won't have it! β
He gushed on and on, and it was obviously too late to stop him: "You see, this looks like a pair of boots - I mean, it's a boot, and it looks like a normal pair of boots." But actually," the boss picked up the boot and shook it, "the toe of the boot was extra reinforced, and the sole was hidden with wire. This structure helps you sense the vibrations of your surroundings, even the tiniest ones. What could be safer than traveling in such boots? Except for what flies in the sky, nothing can be hidden from your senses! β
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The girl already had an urge to vomit blood. She couldn't care about any more manners, and held on to the counter to keep her body from suddenly falling.
"I see," she said with difficulty, "it's good, but I still want the one I just had." Yes, just that kind of marching boot. β
The girl thought that the real Victoria Douglas, a true lady of the name, would definitely choose the more beautiful pair of elf boots. But it can't be helped, who called the plain marching boots the cheapest of the several types of boots? Cervis lent her little money, and she had to save money: she had a lot to buy. The plain marching boots were also more in line with her original aesthetic. But......
"The original price is five gold coins," the boss said with a smile, "but for now, you can buy it for three gold coins." β
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Joke! The value of the money in his money bag added up to no more than five gold coins in total! The girl didn't know the market, but she believed that Cervis knew the prices of all kinds of goods when she gave the money: this boss was a pure profiteer, there was no doubt about it!
"You must be crazy!" Leaving all the pretense behind, the girl couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Five gold coins!" You don't know that there is a whole army of sergeants, and each of them wears boots worth five gold coins! β
The gold coins in this world are still quite valuable. According to her setting in the original work, an ordinary farmer may not earn a gold coin for a year's hard work. She regretted a little that she didn't improve the world's economic system in the book, making herself so passive now.
"But it's special. If you don't feel like it's worth it, I can give the least ...... The price of two gold coins. The boss said.
"One gold coin," said the girl through gritted teeth, "just one gold coin, and this is the final price." If you don't sell it, I'll leave. She made up her mind that if the boss really didn't let go of the price, she would go back to the guild and ask Cervais for help.
As a result, the boss didn't hesitate for a second: "Deal." β
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The girl suddenly had a feeling that she had been pitted...... She still knows too little about the prices in this world, and it is difficult for her to fight against the oily boss in front of her.
And the boss obviously didn't plan to give her a chance to regret it: "So, let's move on to the next one-"
"You can't pay a gold coin for those boots." Just when the girl's heart was entangled, a voice reached her ears.
"Huh?"
"He's lying to you," said the owner of the voice gracefully, "but don't be fooled. β
The voice sounded from behind her, at the gate of the "Pink Boots": the girl turned to look, and the shopkeeper with an unhappy face also looked there.