91. I'm Trapped!

"Uncle Owen?" I let out a small exclamation as I entered this dusty convenience store, and I even felt the dust thicken after the last time I came here. I held my breath with difficulty as I was sneezing from the dust particles.

I knocked impatiently on the counter. Where could that man be? Was he hiding under the counter? To be sure, I called his name several times but he still didn't show up.

I glanced at the blacksmith's stall belonging to one of the getrios opposite this shop, he was forging an enormous sword. The sound of forging mixed with thumping also graced my hearing since I stepped into this area.

I couldn't wait to leave, not only because I had to pay the remaining medical fees, but it was already noon and I wasn't comfortable staying here for too long. I woke up late after the party and also carried Anne who was still unconscious to her hut last night, luckily Mr. Gunter put up a poster that his shop was closed today.

Besides, my reason was because today was the day w
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