Chapter 92.3
Chapter 92: Knights Of The Goss Empire [3]
The next day.
After breakfast, Iris suddenly spoke up.
“Let’s go, Illya. We’re going to buy some toys.”
They were going to stay in Rex City for at least another week, and Iris was getting frustrated by not being able to cuddle with Naya because of Illya’s presence.
She needed to find something to keep Illya entertained, so even if she was around, Iris could still sneak in some cuddle time with Naya.
“Yay! Toys!”
Among the dragons, there were almost none of the little human toys made for children. Dragon childhoods were filled with fighting, unlike humans, who played house.
Hearing this, Naya smiled with satisfaction.
Finally, this dragon woman is showing some humanity. When they had come to Rex City to buy Illya a rubber duck, Iris had grumbled about how useless the thing was.
The three of them, disguised as humans, held hands and headed out.
They arrived at a nearby toy shop.
Iris thought, If we’re buying, we should get something high-quality and complicated—something that will keep Illya busy all day.
After walking around the shop, she set her eyes on a set of building blocks.
“Shopkeeper, how much for this?” Iris asked, placing the set of blocks on the counter.
The shopkeeper sized up Iris and Naya’s clothing. Luxurious, but not quite like the noble attire from the Kingdom of Dia.
They must be nobles from another country, the kind he could overcharge to make a good profit.
“Seventy-nine gold coins.”
“Seventy-nine gold coins?!”
“Mmm-hmm.”
Naya gritted her teeth, suppressing the anger rising inside her.
“That’s way too expensive!”
He was definitely taking them for fools.
The shopkeeper leaned back with a smug expression.
“Since when are seventy-nine gold coins expensive? This brand has been priced the same for years. It’s all handmade, with intricate details. Look at this craftsmanship, the texture, the carving—it takes days and nights to finish one of these. If you think seventy-nine is expensive, maybe you should think about whether you’ve been squeezing enough out of the common folk or if your taxes are high enough.”
The shopkeeper took a jab at the nobility, dripping with sarcasm.
He figured that any noble with a conscience would feel embarrassed and pay up without further argument.
“Hmph!”
Suddenly, a sword was pointed at the shopkeeper.
“Wh-what are you doing, ma’am?”
The shopkeeper was instantly drenched in cold sweat, staring in terror at the blonde knight in silver armor standing before him.
The knight spoke coldly, “How much is this toy?”
“S-s-seven gold coins…”
“How much?”
The tip of the sword moved closer, nearly touching the shopkeeper’s nose.
“Five gold coins, no less!” he cried, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Friends from afar, does that price sound fair to you?”
Naya nodded.
“This craftsmanship is indeed handmade. Five gold coins is fair. Iris, pay him.”
Now that’s bargaining—the physical way.
Naya glanced at the golden-haired knight beside her, who had a child as tall as Illya with her, and smiled.
The little girl beside her was also blonde.
“Thank you,” Naya slightly bowed her head to express her gratitude to the knight.
“You’re welcome. As a knight of the Goss Empire, it is my duty to draw my sword and help when I see injustice.”
The female knight sheathed her sword at her waist, then looked down at the blonde little girl beside her.
“Semira, this is the way of the knight.”
“Yes! I understand, Mother!” The little girl nodded enthusiastically, her eyes sparkling.