"The Lady of the Lake?"
The Vampire Kind frowned slightly and nodded slowly:
"This is a local folklore, I heard similar stories when I was a child. Tales like a hero seeking power and pulling out a treasure sword after trials, or a sage seeking wisdom and obtaining an ancient tome after trials. These stories seem plausible and have been passed down locally for generations."
He paused for a moment:
"Before I left here in early autumn, rumors spread in the black market that someone had actually encountered the Lake Goddess. If you need more detailed information, I can help gather it. Tomorrow, I will provide you with the information I can gather by then."
"That is really too much trouble for you."
Shard raised his glass and lightly clinked it with Mr. Benhart:
"Also, since I've come to a new city, could you introduce me to the local black market? I'm very interested in seeing their specialties."
