"Hohoho, now you sell monsters directly at your counter without even bothering to remove their Mana Stones, Edgar?" A mocking male voice approached.
Focusing his gaze in that direction, Lohan saw a "young" elf, although he still couldn't discern the age of elves, walking toward them, looking at the Slime on the counter with disdain, while a young black cougar walked proudly beside him.
The young elf, whose emerald green silk robes with high-quality leather accents screamed opulence, stopped a few feet from the counter, proudly displaying a ceremonial whip at his waist.
"Valerius, welcome..." Edgar greeted him, though the tone of his voice had lost all its previous enthusiasm, becoming tense and cautious. "But I ask that you mind your manners. Halon and Lisa are distinguished customers of my shop."
Valerius let out a dry laugh, shaking his head as if he had heard the most absurd joke of the year.
