I Have a Sailing Game-Chapter 57: City District

I was ready to lose everything, and this is it?

Yas twitched the corner of his mouth.

He realized that Rogel was deliberately teasing him.

However, he still felt grateful to Rogel in his heart.

In his view, Rogel must have paid a considerable price to obtain such a magical fruit, and he only said that to avoid causing worry.

What he didn’t know was that Rogel just relayed the Blood Mud Giant’s request as it was.

After informing Yas of the exchange requirement for the Crimson Fruit, Rogel walked into the planting area.

He planned to try planting the seed from the Crimson Fruit.

Anyway, it should be a seed.

If it’s a seed, it can be planted.

However, if the seed grows and bears fruit, what would the result be?

Would it be a Crimson Fruit or a Blood Mud Giant?

After all, the Crimson Fruit is produced by the Blood Mud Giant.

So the question is, which came first, the Blood Mud Giant or the Crimson Fruit?

As he walked, Rogel pondered randomly.

Before long, he arrived at the planting area.

At this moment, a little figure chattered as it approached.

[Eeya ee ya?]

Master Carpenter, who are those two humans outside, are they bad people?

[Ee ya? Eeya ee ya?]

What are you holding in your hand? Is it a seed? Is it the same seed as the strange one in the soil before? Is it, is it?

[Eeya eeya...]

And, the seed you told me about last time, it’s so strange. My power has so little effect on it, it only grew a little bit...

Iya flapped her little wings, circled around Rogel, chattering non-stop while gesturing.

It was obvious she was trying hard to communicate with Rogel.

However.

Rogel scratched his head, baffled.

What on earth is this chatterbox Little Elf talking about?

Does she have something urgent?

[Eeya eeya.]

Can I see the seed in your hand?

Give it to me, give it to me!

Iya circled around the Crimson Fruit seed in Rogel’s hand.

Seeing her interest, Rogel opened his hand.

He also wanted to ask Iya if it could be rapidly ripened.

When Rogel let go of his hand, Iya joyfully hugged the Crimson Fruit seed with both hands.

Then, a glowing green light emerged from her hands, and she sniffed the seed.

The next second, Iya’s face turned green.

[Ee!]

Iya screamed, releasing her hold as if electrocuted.

Slap.

With quick reflexes, Rogel caught it.

What the heck?

What’s wrong with this chatterbox Little Elf now?

Rogel was completely confused.

[Eeya!]

Master Carpenter, how can you play around with such a thing!

It’s so disgusting, you!

Iya looked at Rogel with a disgusted face, then dusted off her little outfit with disdain.

She turned and flew off, not sparing Rogel another glance.

[...]

What the heck...

Rogel watched her with some curiosity.

Although he didn’t understand why the chatterbox Little Elf was acting this way, Rogel still found a spot and planted the Crimson Fruit seed.

...

With the help of the Crimson Fruit and Lina, Mira’s condition stabilized temporarily.

Yas felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.

[Alright, now we just need to wait for her to wake up.]

Lina put down the medical instruments in her hand.

Yas nodded and gratefully thanked Lina.

Then, he kept watch by Mira’s bedside.

[When do you plan to set sail?]

Yas inquired.

He was eager to set sail soon to find a cure for Mira.

Upon hearing this, Lina also looked at Rogel.

[... I was planning to leave after the fighting tournament is over.]

[But, if you all are in a hurry, we can skip it.]

Rogel thought for a moment and said.

His initial intention for staying in Nadewilo was for restocking; watching the tournament was a spontaneous decision.

[...Let’s leave after the tournament ends then.]

Yas said.

Although he wanted to set sail soon, he felt it was necessary to respect the captain’s wishes.

The tournament would only last a few days, and Mira’s condition was stable.

It was also a good opportunity to deal with remaining matters.

Lina patiently waited for Yas to speak first before chiming in.

[I have no objections.]

Hearing this, Rogel nodded.

[Let’s leave after the fighting tournament then.]

[I’m going into the city to buy some supplies now, does anyone want to join me?]

Yas shook his head.

He definitely planned to stay until Mira woke up.

[I’ll go have a look too, not sure if Nadewilo has some medical tools I need.]

Lina thought for a moment, taking a small pouch from her room.

Undoubtedly, it contained money from her personal stash.

Medical tools aren’t cheap.

...

Nadewilo District. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Rogel first arrived at a relatively large weapons shop in Nadewilo City.

He intended to purchase some materials for making weapons and equipment.

While exploring caves could yield materials, possibly even high-grade ones,

The quantity of materials obtained from caves was too limited.

To craft a large number of weapons and equipment for experience, he needed to buy a large amount of cheap raw materials.

However, the prices in this weapons shop were a bit high.

Rogel planned to look elsewhere.

First, he accompanied Lina to find a clinic in Nadewilo.

The two strolled along the streets of Nadewilo.

On both sides of the stone-paved roads, vendors hawked their wares.

Elegant upper-class citizens rode in rickshaws with an air of grace.

Beside them, beggars, covered in dirt and tattered clothes, begged passersby for food.

Sure enough, a beggar held out a broken bowl to Rogel and Lina.

[Please, could you spare some change? I haven’t eaten in five days...]

The beggar was emaciated, limping, and looked famished.

Seeing this, Lina was about to take out money, but Rogel stopped her.

She was puzzled.

But Rogel reached into his pocket, actually taking out two loaves of bread from his item inventory, and placed them in the beggar’s bowl.

The beggar looked shocked.

Rogel smiled at him.

Thanks a lot!

The lady was about to give me money, but you stopped her and gave me two lousy loaves of bread.

Are you kidding me?

Inwardly, the beggar cursed, flinging friendly insults at Rogel.

But on the surface, he had to feign extreme gratitude.

[Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir...]

[You’re welcome, eat up.]

Rogel smiled.

[Yes, yes! Thank you so much!]

You’ll see!

The beggar thought bitterly.

Then he limped away.

Before leaving, he muttered "poverty-stricken" under his breath.

Seeing this, Rogel became certain the beggar was a fraud.

Lina looked at the beggar with some confusion.

[Do you think that beggar was pretending?]

Rogel smiled and shook his head.

[At first, I wasn’t sure, but I am now convinced.]

[Why do you say that?]

Lina blinked in curiosity.

Rogel looked at the fake beggar’s retreating back, his expression calm.

[For someone who is truly starving, bread that can be eaten immediately is much more valuable than money.]