(WEB NOVEL): Under the Oak Tree - Chapter 102 – Belongingness 1
Part 102 – Belongingness (1)
On the wide board with dark material were foundations of a few exceptional plants,
jugs of obscure powders and slight branches erratically accumulated. To an
undeveloped eye, who knew not what these were for, it would be not much
than a store of refuse.
Ruth immediately hopped off his pony and persistently examined the things
“Are these all spices?”
Hebaron, who had been wheeling and dealing right behind him, additionally jabbed his
head out as he was unable to conquer his interest. Rather than replying,
Ruth called up a man who was managing the spices in the corner.
“I might want to purchase 20 Segals (100 grams) all things considered, what’s the
“1 Derham for 10 Segals.” A dealer answered with a liberal grin on
his face. “These are valuable spices of good quality, and the cost is
pretty high. In the event that you purchase different types, you need to pay for 40 Derham.”
“Would i be able to pay for it in Liram?” Ruth inquired.
“Obviously! I’ll get the scale.”
She looked as the trader painstakingly laid the roots with dried leaves on
a metal scale. Ruth, who had an inclination for conveying incidental things
in a little pocket, took the pocket out and held out four silver coins.
The vendor at that point gauged the silver on the scale.
Taking a gander at the goings-on, Max murmured by the wizard’s ear. “Why..
is it true that he is we-gauging it?”
“To ensure it’s genuine silver.” Ruth at that point added. “As of late,
there has been a convergence of phony monetary standards. We have even gotten individuals
who granulate their coins gradually to bring in new cash.”
“G-granulate the co-coins?” Max was surprised.
“At the point when you put cash in a crate and shake it, the gold residue tumbles off.
They gather them and make another gold coin. In the event that you rehash it over and
over, the coins will destroy significantly more and you will see a distinction in
weight. In any case, I’m not stressed. My coins are practically new.”
He removed a few coins from his pocket and held them for her to see. The
edges were unquestionably sharp.
Fulfilled, the vendor stashed the coins and took out 8 Derham to check
their weight, while Ruth firmly watched the gauging needle.
“The wizard has consistently been parsimonious.”
Hebaron booed, however Ruth didn’t squint.
“I’m simply careful.” He gladly proclaimed, and went to the next
side of the road.
This time around he started haggling, with a man who appeared to be a
hired soldier, over a stone the size of a stone. While the hired fighter demanded
he would acknowledge no under 15 Liram saying he nearly passed on to get the
mana stone, a determined Ruth grunted and bandied that 10 Liram was
enough. Eventually, after a long fight, Ruth purchased five mana stones for
the value he needed.
Then, Max was taking a gander at things in plain view from different sellers. A
palm-sized knife with shaded globules, a little bit of wood in the shape
of a creature, a belt with weaving, a bronze pin and a rope with
fluctuating shades of strings.
“Wha-what is this?” Max, who took a gander at the brilliant rope with inquisitive
eyes, and posed inquiries aside.
Ruth, nonetheless, was caught up with wrangling with one more vendor a good ways off. She
was humiliated and attempted to stand up from her seat when she heard a
“It’s a frill for the blade.”
Max turned her head in wonder. Hebaron was twisting around and playing
with the decorations she was taking a gander at.
He proceeded, not once lifting his look. “Numerous explorers accept that
they can be secured by spirits on the off chance that they have it. You tie it up here.”
He highlighted his own blade on the midriff. A strong looking calfskin blade
was bound with decorations made of wound hued material. She substituted
among Hebaron and the extras with an off-kilter face.
“I ha-have never observed it be. Ri-riftan doesn’t wear th-these
extras, so… .”
Riftan’s whole group was somewhat blunt and fresh like the man
himself. So it was evident that Max, who had just observed that one man
around other people, didn’t know about these convictions that appeared to be overflowing
among the overall masses.
“The pioneer thinks this is pointless. His pride is too solid to even think about dwelling on
The knight’s words were a mix of mockery and amicability.
Max loose and grinned a bit. “On the off chance that it’s Riftan… I t-think so.”
“However, on the off chance that Madam offers it to him, he may wear it.” He asked in a quiet
voice, scratching his wavy back hair. “OK prefer to pick one?”
Max flickered up at him. The unforeseen courtesy overwhelmed her in both
humiliation and bliss. “W-wouldn’t it be costly?”
“What amount could this thing be?”
Max reddened at his crazy comments. She would not like to act idiotic. She
picked a short rope of red, green and orange from among the decorations
hanging. Hebaron gave a coin to the trader without getting some information about the
“That is sufficient cash obviously.”
According to the shippers’ augmented eyes, he appeared to have paid a lot
more than the first cost.
“I wi-will restore it as s-soon as I return to the mansion.”
“It’s okay. I’m not a trivial little man like a wizard who brings
He shrugged and went to Ruth. Max got her adornment and rushed
after him. It entered her thoughts that she had not expressed gratitude toward him yet, yet
the man had just removed her consideration and was protesting to Ruth for
how much longer he planned to dawdle. Ruth put the bought
products in a sack and made an irritating signal.
“Truly, indeed, sir. We should return.”