Reborn After A Death March

Chapter 5

I woke up a little late this morning. I am not really one to sleep in, but I could not help it after everything that happened. Unfortunately, I missed breakfast, but the inn staff were kind enough to give me some of the leftovers. It was not as tasty cold, but I still enjoyed the meal. After I ate, I ended up going out again. I hope that I do not have to go into that slave market, but I still have a few more things to buy.

Once on the street, the sun is shining, and a light breeze blows through the streets, but I still frown when I see a wagon pass by carrying a cage full of slaves. I try not to look, but an idol like girl grabs my attention. She has long black hair and a pretty face, but she looks away when our eyes meet. Next to her was a more petite girl with violet-coloured hair staring intently at me. "I'm sorry," I lower my head. There is nothing I can do for her.

I reach my first store. It is a small shop Martha recommended to me that sells weapons and armour. I am not looking to buy a complete knight armour set, but if I ever reencounter monsters, I would like something to wear for protection. When I step inside, I feel relieved that the female armour is not like video games and anime. There is no bikini armour or skimpy outfits. Instead, there are rows of several types of armour sets that look like they will actually protect me.

"Wel... welcome to my store,"

I do not like how the shop owner pauses when he sees me, but I ignore that for now. He is a chubby old man with balding grey hair and dark green eyes. He smiles, but he seems more interested in my chest than me as a customer. I clear my throat, snapping him out of his daze and getting him to look me in the eyes.

"What can I do for you, young lady?" He smiles, walking up to me. "I sell sets of armour here, not dresses, so if you got the wrong shop, please leave at once."

"Actually, I am here about replacing my old armour," I tell him with a small lie. "If you have something light and easy to move in, I would be happy to take it off your hand."

"Then you are after leather," The man says before pointing at the back of the store. "Go to the back of the store, and you will find my leather stuff there and pay at the counter."

Leather armour. It reminds me of the beginning of RPG's I played in the past. I wonder if there is stuff like mithril as well in this world. I have a magical sword already, so there must be mithril here as well. I cannot see anything here that looks like it is made of mithril, but maybe stuff like that is only sold in high-end stores.

I found what I was looking for exactly where the shopkeeper said I would. There are countless sets of leather armour at the back of the store, varying in design and quality. Some remind me of biker jackets and others that would fit into a post-apocalyptic movie with the way they have spikes sticking out of their shoulders. In the end, I settle on the higher end pieces of armour and look for one that fits me.

I end up with a simple set consisting of a soft and flexible leather jacket with hard leather sections covering my chest, shoulders, and wrists. It is heavier than I expected, but it does not impede my movement. After trying it on, I decided to buy it before finding a matching pair of trousers with hard leaver plates over my shins. I head to the front desk and manage to buy the armour set for five silver coins. I had him send my purchase to the inn before leaving, feeling glad to be out of that place. I swear that man looked lower than he should have as I left.

Now I only have to buy potions. Potions is a must in a fantasy world. It feels strange saying that because I hoard all my potions whenever I play games and never use them. I once got into a tough fight with a boss and blew through my healing items early one only to discover there was a second part to the boss fight. I died, and since then, I rarely used a potion while playing games. I should be able to buy as much as I like. Or so I thought.