“Well, mostly. It must be coated with Mithril on the surface only or something.”
“It doesn’t even look that good.”
Weed and Mapan ignored the reaction of the people behind them and went to Yurin.
“Yurin, let’s go.”
Yurin was in the middle of painting a picture when she looked up.
“Yes, Oppa! But, your clothes...”
“Huh?”
Weed looked over his clothes slowly.
“Why do you say that? Is it because I’m wearing the Talrock armor?
“Oh, it’s nothing really. It’s just a little unique...”
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