The creepy atmosphere of Misty Town was something Arthur liked. It was quiet, and not that many people wandered in the streets.

He did not know what to do first, but he was sure that he wished to discover more about this fog around the area, as it could hold some treasures or at least something interesting to pass the time.

Arthur only had roughly one day before they left this town again to keep their journey towards the biggest city in the dark lands, so there was no way he could uncover that place’s mystery in just 24 hours.

“Just for fun, I guess.”

Misty Town had all different locations one could go to, but the best way to get information was in the alleys, especially inside shops that did not look like safe places.

A few beggars sat in the alley, begging for food or money as Arthur passed through them without glancing. There, Arthur noticed a small shop with a sign that said, ‘Rodd’s Weapons.’

“I don’t know if this shop will have information for me, but it does not hurt to try.” Arthur thought as he walked inside that poor-looking shop.

He was expecting an ugly old orc to welcome him with the name of Rodd, yet, that was not what happened. A gorgeous elf greeted him with a smile and an exciting face to finally see a client.

That elf had a tanner skin than the elves from Slyvian, which meant she belonged to the dark elves, just like the group Arthur found in that cave and his appearance at that time.

“Welcome, welcome. What are you in need of? Anything you want, we have it!” She said.

The curves of her body were spectacular, and for a moment, Arthur was lost for words. He quickly recovered and said, “I am here not only for a weapon but for information. If I buy something, can you answer a few questions? Don’t worry; I’ll not ask anything strange or something like that.”

“Sure, why not? You can look around for a weapon you like, but come and ask me if you have any questions about the quality of the weapons or their history.”

“Okay.”

Arthur was not there to buy a weapon, as he already had plenty of good weapons, but if that meant he could get some information from that gorgeous elf, he would do it.

Money was not a problem for him. Arthur saw that as if he was paying for information and even got a weapon he could sell later. A win-win situation.

The weapons were not displayed in fancy cases but hung on the walls or above wooden tables. Their quality was excellent. Arthur could tell that with one glance.

Perhaps the rich people who went there would see those weapons as ugly, without adornments or fancy things, but Arthur was not that person. He knew that although the weapons there looked rough, they were of extraordinary quality, sharp, and capable of cutting through creatures like melons.

He grabbed a few weapons, analyzing them to see if they were of his liking. Most weapons were good, but not close to the level of power of the sword Merethyl gave him, and worlds apart from the power of his black sword, but he had to keep a facade and act as if he was looking for something.

The lady noticed that most of the weapons were not of the liking of her mysterious customer, so she said, “there is a special weapon here, but it is a little expensive. Do you want to see it?”

“Sure,” Arthur said as he gazed towards the lady, who went to the back room of the small shop, looking for the weapon she had just spoken about.

Arthur was not expecting anything grand or extraordinary like the elf said, but perhaps the world could surprise him. Well, it did.

It was not a weapon but a pocket watch. Its pointers moved with the help of magic. The exterior was made of a silver material with fine details that reminded Arthur of snakes.

The only reason that pocket watch caught Arthur’s attention was that the moment he got closer to it, something inside his body connected to it as if it had belonged to him since the beginning.

He tried to understand from where that feeling was coming, and soon it made sense. That pocket watch had something to do with time-space magic, which was why its energy felt so familiar to him.

“How much?”

“Uh, 500 gold coins!”

The elf was afraid that the exorbitant price would scare Arthur away, but the truth was that 500 gold coins were nothing to him, and that watch was worth way more than that. He even felt pity for that elf.

Arthur tossed a sack filled with gold coins on the counter and said, “now, can you answer a few questions?”

She would do it no matter what type of item Arthur bought, but now that he handed her 500 gold coins, an amount she did not make even in 10 years of work, the elf answered everything he asked for with excitement.

After thirty minutes of talking, Arthur left the store.

“It is a pity that she does not know where that pocket watch comes from, but at least I got more information about the fog and the dark lands!”

Based on what the elf said, the mysterious fog around the town had always existed, even before the city was built. Some legends said that two powerful mages fought each other, and the aftermath of that battle caused that, but few people believed that was the case.

The theory that most people accepted was that a mysterious beast was causing the fog to appear, and considering how there was a large ravine not that far from the city, where no one ever managed to reach the end of it, the theory held even more strength than the rest.

Arthur also got plenty of information about the layout of not only Misty Town but the various towns around the area, as well as a map as a gift from her. Now, he did not need the help of those elves he met to reach the biggest city in the dark lands.

Traveling alone would significantly increase his speed, and the faster he went there to wipe the rest of them, the better.

“I still don’t know how long it will take for me to recover my full strength, tsk.”

From all the information Arthur got, one was the most precious, and that was about the Doom Order.

He wanted to explore more of that cult because of his strange demonic energy, and it turned out that there was a branch of the cult right there, inside Misty Town, and anyone could try to enter it.

“Maybe this is an opportunity to get those crazy people to worship me and make me stronger, hehehe. But wouldn’t that turn me into a bad guy?”

After Arthur learned more about the Bone Lord’s realms, he felt more dis-attached to the realm he was currently in, as it was only the beginning of his journey. He would make his wives strong enough to follow him no matter where he went.