L21. Between Us

Npc : Shrewd Blacksmith Smith
🗺️ : Jale (x:218 y:270)

"Have you read it? Well, I won't be blackmailed!" Smith screamed, panicky.

To calm him down, you lied and told him you hadn't read it, not even the weird stuff about yak excrement.

"Well, let me do something for you for bringing this back. Bring me a pair of Tactical Officer Trousers, and I'll fortify them for you," offered Smith. You could tell that he believed he could prevent you from spilling the beans by doing you a favor.

You didn't look back, but you could feel a shiver run down your spine as Smith murmured hypnotically into your ear, "Forget it! Forget it all!"

Npc : Shrewd Blacksmith Smith
🗺️ : Jale (x:218 y:270)

"People know that I make quality items," Smith bragged as he handed you the fortified trousers. "Nothing like a good pair of pants, am I right?"

You were pretty happy with the trousers, as they were quite slimming.

You almost missed the words stitched into the inseam in miniscule font: Between Us.