On the second day, Jones arrived in Hilde as promised.
This time, he went alone and didn't bring Dora. Mainly because leaving Goya alone in the castle made Jones a bit uneasy.
The night in Hilde was as bustling as ever, with the streets filled with various races and merchants from all over.
There were goblins hawking their destructively advanced new products. Dwarves were selling their gear. Elves had set up small stalls in the corners, quietly selling their magical potions. And of course, the most popular product here was always slaves.
Walking down Hilde's streets, Jones had already seen at least three platforms auctioning off slaves of all sorts.
"Young master, won't you take a look at our new stock? Humans! And among them, a freshly arrived human noble!"
"A newly arrived Blood Elf girl! Pure and flawless! Guaranteed satisfaction!"
