"...Look, Eve and Syl'Vyr! My beautiful money card!" I say, showing a completely black card with a rose carved in gold on the left side and my name written on the right.

It took them a few hours to make it, but I really liked the result. It's a beautiful card and it's unique; the golden rose is so elegant and pretty that the card itself looks like a treasure.

"Evelyn-chan, you're looking at that card in a funny way," Syl'Vyr says, approaching and looking at the card.

"Of course! It's important to me! It's, like, important for us to buy everything!" I say as we start to leave the bank. Probably in a few hours, my guild money will already be on the card.

So I start going to stores, heading first to a clothing store. I pick out 9 dresses, 3 for each of us. For me, I buy a black and white dress to match the mask and I start wearing it right away.

For Eve, I buy a shorter dress that's good for moving quickly without affecting her mobility too much. As for Syl'Vyr, I buy a dress along with a cloak with good magic affinity and a hat with a very large brim.

Syl'Vyr's dress is light and dark purple, and her outfit looks more like a witch's clothes instead of a mage's, which gave her mature figure a beautiful charm. The hat is also an item that increases magic affinity.

Of course, it's a minimal amount, but it's useful enough considering it was cheap. I swipe the card on the store's relic to buy everything. There's no money on it yet, but the machine just puts it into a negative balance as we head to another store.

We go to a grocery store and start gathering various things that I store in the storage ring along with the extra dresses. With that, we had plenty of things for a long adventure.

After that, I decided to go to the most important place. Even though I only bought quality items and chose good prices, the cost of the dresses and adventure supplies was still 4 thousand gold coins.

Of course, if I were to buy commoner-level things, I'd spend less than 100 gold coins, but commoner stuff is low quality. And considering I need to go to dangerous places, the things I choose need to be of good quality.

The place I'm taking Eve and Syl'Vyr to is a blacksmith. I'm going to have a custom sword made for Eve and a magic artifact for Syl'Vyr to use magic more efficiently. Defeating the black slime was easy, but only because it's a boss that barely moves and I knew its weaknesses.

However, future fights will be more dangerous and drawn-out, so I need to help them both and give them good weapons. Fortunately, my game knowledge helps a ton; I'm going to the exact same places Grace used to go in the game.

Grace didn't have much money, so she explored, and explored, and kept exploring the city until she found good places that weren't expensive. Knowing this, I'm going to the same blacksmith Grace chose in the game.

This blacksmith makes quality things and doesn't charge too much; something about it being his way of life. I don't remember exactly, but it's good, and since it's good, I start heading to him.

The only problem is that it's in a not-so-great area. I enter with Eve and Syl'Vyr into a more isolated area. I see street dwellers looking at Syl'Vyr with disgusted looks.

And I see 'rats' hiding around, small-time criminals thinking about whether it's worth attacking or just letting us be. Fortunately, most don't even try, because even rats know how to recognize who is strong.

And although Syl'Vyr and I don't show much power, Eve has this disciplined, heavy aura. As a swordsman, she has this natural vibe of someone dangerous to mess with, so they avoid us because Eve is here.

Eve looks at Syl'Vyr and gives a mocking smile, while Syl'Vyr sticks her tongue out at her. The two keep provoking each other a bit while I get lost a few times, but after a few hours I can see the place.

It's a bit different from the surroundings: a small shop with no damage or dirt, which stands out quite a bit from the poor environment around it. Honestly, I don't understand why this blacksmith set up his shop in this run-down place.

'Okay... this is it...' I look at the place, completely excited about it. I look at Eve.

"Eve, we'll finally get a sword for you! It's right here. When we see the blacksmith, you have to be very clear about what you want. And Syl'Vyr, you also need to be very precise in describing what you want, but within a limit!" We only have 5 thousand gold coins for each weapon, and I'll be out of money.

"Alright, Evelyn-chan, I'll be careful with my request!" Syl'Vyr says excitedly, already heading inside.

"I think I already have a good shape in mind for my sword," Eve says, entering as well, and I follow them. Inside the place is well-organized, with various weapons placed everywhere.

'Wow, even I, who doesn't understand weapons, can see the beauty of this place.' I look around, also seeing armors, but I don't need that. Eve doesn't either, and Syl'Vyr is a mage, so she only needs clothes that boost magic.

In the future, I plan for us to use relics and dresses with magic enchantments, both for me and my puppets.

"..." I see a strong man with well-defined muscles from his profession as a smith. He has messy black hair and light brown eyes, with a more tanned skin tone, along with a pair of large, completely black horns.

He's wearing black pants and is shirtless, which allows me to see his muscles perfectly.

'Strange... he was better-looking in the game.' He had more charm in the game. I mean, he's handsome, but he seems much less interesting than in the game, although he still maintains this handsome appearance despite being 89 years old—after all, demons have long lifespans, for the most part.

'...Damn, my sexuality has definitely been messed up in this world!!!' I'm sure it's because of this body I have now. I can't believe I actually prefer girls now.

'There must be some test I can take to prove whether I like girls or boys!' While I waste time pondering, the man, who I remember is named Kjori, stares at me for a moment.

From what I remember from the game, he's ignorant and stubborn. He treated Grace very badly at first; he interrupted her, said she was wrong, and even called her a stupid brat.

It wasn't until Grace earned his trust over time that he softened up, despite his sharp words. I approach him, ready to be insulted since he's like that with everyone.

But contrary to expectations, his eyes shine with excitement upon seeing me, which is way too weird for me.

"Hey, that mask, what did you carve it with?" he asks out of nowhere. His voice is thick and strong, with a deep tone that reminds me of a barbarian from games.

"I-I carved it with a knife initially. I also used a sword blade, and some other smaller things, and I finished the eyes with a needle to form the parts..." I don't have material made specifically for carving things.

'Wait, how...'

"How do you know I made it?" I ask, confused.

"An artisan recognizes another artisan. Your hands are soft and have the look of a spoiled noble's, but your choice of clothes, the masks, and these two strange girls you brought along give away your mastery."

"Nobles usually just follow fashion, but your dress isn't a fashionable one; it's one that enhances your appearance and the mask. And your mask is extremely unusual, something customized by a skilled person. Even though it's a bit rustic due to lack of proper equipment, it's still professional work."

"I can tell you made it because of these girls. I don't know how you created these girls, but I, as a [Magic Blacksmith], understand the art of forging or creating things. I recognize an artisan from a mile away, and you are noteworthy," he praises me.

Something I never expected from this stubborn, ignorant man. Who would have thought that me being good at this would make our first interaction start off well.

"I get it!!! I totally get you! I see your talent too! I don't understand anything about swords, but just by looking at the ones here, I recognize the quality, and the art of their hilts and carvings."

"I can even deduce the time spent on some. For example, this dragon carving here!! It was made in roughly 10 to 28 hours, using a large, blunt blade for the rough detail, and a smaller, thinner, but very sharp blade for the main detail," I say, excited to find someone who understands the value of what I do.

"Good deduction, hahahaha! I made that one in 23 hours. The initial carving was done using a small axe blade, and for the details I used some chisels and gouges, finishing with a small precision blade," he says with a smile.

"Oh, interesting use of tools!" I don't have good tools for making details on things I create, so generally, everything I've made was using materials not exactly intended for that use, which resulted in a rougher design.

"It's rare to see a noble interested in learning to be a skilled artisan, especially involving objects, since nobles prefer paintings or more artistic branches," he says with a certain disdain when referring to nobles.

"Ah, I totally get you! They don't understand what they're missing! The art of spending hours in front of a piece of wood, carving it until it's perfect, is something that nothing beats!" I say with a huge smile.

"Exactly! You really know what you're talking about. If I offered 80 thousand gold coins for the masks, would you sell them to me? 40 thousand for each, to be clear," he offers a good payment.

"No. They are my work, the fruit of my effort, with so much symbolism! They are unique pieces of art made for unique people! No amount of value can replace their real value, made exactly for me and Eve! They are... my treasure," I refuse quickly, my eyes shining as I refer to them as my "treasure."

They were made specifically for me and for Eve. They are a perfect mold for our bodies. No one in the world wearing them could extract the total perfection of the masks' beauty!

"Good answer, girl. A really good answer. I see you also understand the value of works made uniquely for one person. It's good that you keep those values. An artisan who hands over their art to anyone just for money doesn't deserve respect," he says in a more honorable tone than expected.

"Tell me, why did you come here?" He changes the subject now, as I sit down in front of him, feeling much more at ease to talk now that I've seen he's a really nice guy.

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