Nightmare Stone Shop.
Angor was standing under the shop's signboard with Alan and Glen behind him.
"That's where my sister came from. Nightmare Stone Shop? There shouldn't be anything fishy about this shop, right? "Alan guessed.
"It's a mortal shop, and there are only a few mortals inside," Glen said. "Besides, your sister only went in for a look and left. Maybe she's here to buy something."
"My sister doesn't need any resources. Why would she buy something from a mortal shop?" Alan was still doubtful.
"Let's go in and ask." Angor pushed the door open and entered the average-sized shop.
They couldn't tell what the shop was for just by looking at the shop's signboard. When they entered, they saw that the shop was selling Plaster Stones.
The air was filled with the smell of Plaster Stones.
Plaster Stones used to have a heavy, sandy smell. Perhaps because of the addition of perfume, the smell was not bad. However, the smell was so strong that it reminded them of noble ladies in royal banquets who wore heavy makeup.
Yes, Plaster Stones were used as a base for women's make-up.
In mortal kingdoms, commoners only used the most primitive Plaster Stones, which not only damaged the skin but also had an unnatural color. The Plaster Stones, on the other hand, were extremely expensive. They could not only maintain the skin but also make it smoother. They were used exclusively by nobles.
This Nightmare Stone Shop sold Plaster Stones, which were specially made.
The shop had the characteristics of various countries, such as Soft Gold used by the royal family of Eiron, Sweet Dream from Yali Duchy, Water Demon from Merino Duchy, and so on. Angor even saw Plaster Stones from the Old Earth.
It was obviously a shop for ladies. Angor's group attracted the attention of all the customers and workers inside.
However, they quickly lowered their heads when they noticed the aura around them.
Mortals and supernaturals both lived in Floating Mech City, but there was an uncrossable barrier between them. This was not only in the living area, but also in their daily manners.
Angor's group was obviously supernaturals, so the workers and customers didn't dare to look at them.
"A Plaster Stone Shop. My sister used to like Plaster Stones, but that was before she came to the wizarding world." Alan muttered. There were a lot of witches in the Wizard World, and there were also witches who loved beauty. Otherwise, there wouldn't be any Fragrance Tasting Association.
Therefore, the witches naturally had a lot of makeup materials on their skin.
Although Alan hadn't been there before, he knew a little about it. Ointment stones were for mortals. Why would Irene still come to the ointment shop?
Facing Ellen's doubts, Glenn couldn't help but ask, "Have you never experienced the bitterness of not having magic crystals?"
"Do you think all the apprentices are like you, able to earn money by making food? Many apprentices were unable to make ends meet. Every time you go on an adventure, learn something, buy materials, research spells … you need a lot of magic crystals. Some official wizards don't even have enough magic crystals, let alone apprentices. "
Glenn's ridicule had obviously brought him into the picture. Even if he had a good background, a good teacher, and a good relationship with the higher-ups of the Tower of Infinity, that didn't mean he was rich!
If he wanted magic crystals, he would have to do quests or collect materials carefully.
Alan joined the Candy House as soon as he entered the wizarding world. Felicia also took him in, so he didn't need to worry about materials at the Butterfly Tavern. All he needed to do was to make food and make money.
She really doesn't know the hardships of mortals! Glenn sighed in his mind.
As far as Glenn knew, Irene didn't have any special skills. Besides, Irene had just become a level-2 apprentice and needed to stabilize her strength. She had limited magic crystals, which were not enough for her training. She wouldn't spend them on makeup.
"So, it's perfectly normal for her to spend mortal money to visit a Plaster Stone Shop." Glenn paused for a moment. "Also, there are quite a lot of collectors among wizards. There's a woman in the Rising Star Competition who likes to collect hats. They don't care about ordinary items or supernatural items. So, even if your sister has enough magic crystals, she can still visit a Plaster Stone Shop. Maybe she's just a collector of Plaster Stone Powder? "
Alan was speechless. He couldn't help but look at Angor. "Is Glenn telling the truth?"
Are magic crystals really that hard to earn?
"Maybe?" Angor hesitated.
Glenn put a hand on his chest as he listened to the conversation between the two rich men. He felt a little breathless.
Angor cleared his throat and changed the topic. "But that's not the point. We're here to talk to Irene."
Alan also stopped thinking about why Irene came to the Plaster Stone Shop and why magic crystals were so hard to earn. He strode to the counter and began to talk to the shop assistants.
Or rather, he questioned them.
The two shop assistants were so scared that their faces turned pale and their voices trembled.
Alan used a poor illusion spell to simulate Irene's appearance. He asked several questions, but the shop assistants kept their mouths shut and shook their heads.
"You don't want to talk?" Alan asked with a grim look.
The shop assistants kept shaking their heads.
Angor sighed and walked to the counter. He tapped on the counter with his finger and sent a strange illusion energy into the shop assistant's forehead.
Under the effect of the illusion, the pale-faced shop assistant slowly calmed down.
"It's not that they don't want to talk. You scared them. Even if they do, they're too scared to remember. " Glenn also stepped forward. "Besides, they're mortals. Their brains have blocked most of their unnecessary memories. It's normal that they can't remember."
After hearing this, Alan seemed to understand that he was a little too impatient. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his mouth again, and asked in a calm tone.
"Have you seen her?" Again, Irene's illusion appeared in front of the shop assistants.
Angor also used an illusion spell to stimulate the shop assistant's memory.
The two shop assistants looked at each other, and one of them said, "I think … I have some impression of him."
"Is she a customer who wants to buy Sea Night Dew?" The other shop assistant asked.
"Yes, yes! I think it's her. I remember that her looks and appearance are very outstanding. Her temperament seems to be that of a great wizard. "
The two shop assistants verified each other's words, and very quickly, they reconstructed the situation at that time.
Eirinn had indeed been to the shop before. She wanted to buy a type of stone paste called Sea Night Dew. It was a special paste found in the Dhamayas Islands. It had a light taste and a refreshing feeling that matched the sea.
However, there was no Sea Night Dew in the shop when Irene came. This was because the vast majority of the Stone Cream Powder was the thick type. Nine out of ten customers would buy the thick type, while the Sea Night Rain Dew was a very rare light type. The sales volume was very low. After selling it a year ago, there was no more stock.
Irene saw that there was no Sea Night Dew, so she left without buying anything else.
Angor looked at Alan. "They're telling the truth."
The shop assistants were all mortals. In front of Allen and the others, they could tell at a glance whether they were lying or not. Obviously, they weren't lying.
Besides, it made sense that Irene wanted to buy Sea Night Dew. Sea Night Dew was produced in the Damayas Islands, which was very close to White Coral Floating Island Academy.
Perhaps Irene had been using Sea Night Dew all these years, and she would naturally come to look for Plaster Stone Powder.
Since they weren't lying, the search for Irene had reached a stalemate. Irene didn't come to the shop for anything special. Judging from the shop assistants' conversation, this shop was normal.
There was still no clue about Irene's disappearance.
Alan's face was gloomy. Now that he had fallen into a dead end, could it be that he could only rely on the Prophet Wizards?
Just as they were about to leave, one of the employees suddenly thought of something. "Oh right, I just remembered something. This lady asked us a question before she left."
"She asked if there were any other places nearby where she could buy Sea Night Dew."
Alan: "Then what did you say?"
"I said Floating Mech City doesn't sell Sea Night Dew, but Palladova should have it."
They left the Nightmare Stone Shop.
"Palladova … Palladova …" Alan fell into deep thought.
"Where's Palladova?" Angor asked Alan curiously.
"Palladova is a city in Evron, near the north sea," Alan answered politely.
"Speaking of which, in the early part of the Month of Rain, Floating Mech City happened to be near the north sea, which means it's very close to Palladova."
After Glenn finished speaking, Ellen stretched out his fist and clapped his hands, pretending to be enlightened. "Then that's right. My sister might have gone to Paradova!"
Sailum saw Irene leaving Floating Mech City. Before leaving, Irene came to this shop that sold Stone Paste Powder.
The Rising Star Competition was about to begin. Irene wouldn't leave Floating Mech City for no reason. Even if she did, she must have gone somewhere near Floating Mech City.
Considering what the shop assistant said, Irene might have really gone to Palladova to buy Sea Night Dew.
Palladova was very close to Floating Mech City, so she could go there and back in one day.
Everything was connected, and Allen was now seventy to eighty percent sure that Eirinn had gone to Paradova.
Alan finished his analysis and Alan agreed. "Yeah, she might have gone to Palladova. But just as you said, if she went to Palladova to buy the Stone Paste Powder, she would definitely be able to return within a day. But she hasn't come back yet. I'm afraid … "
Although Glenn didn't say the exact results, how could Ellen not understand that Eirinn hadn't returned for so long? It was very likely that something had happened on the way.
Alan's expression turned ugly. "Maybe Eirinn is just lost."
Alan chuckled. He didn't expose Alan's lie.
"Anyway, I need to go to Palladova first."
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