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In the dwarven guild hall in the City of Dusk, there was an underground trade fair taking place. Dwarves themselves weren't the issue, even though there were some conflicts between them and the eastern dwarven clan on the continent. City of Dusk still allowed dwarves to engage in various trade activities here. But there was one specific type of business that the king of City of Dusk did not welcome. Unfortunately, this business was a specialty of the dwarven clan and there were also many customers in the city, so it was still active in secret. That was the trade of adult toys.

Little Dragon and Eileen didn't come along because Mr. Cyclone couldn't bear to wake them up when he saw them sleeping peacefully. So he decided to take the risk and explore this underground trade fair on his own.

Thanks to Daniel's arrangement, Mr. Cyclone had already been welcomed by the receptionist. "Sir, take a look at this, it's big and it vibrates," said the receptionist. "Oh my god! This, this dangerous weapon, it seems necessary to take it home for further study," Mr. Cyclone replied. He collected various interesting toys while wandering around the trade fair.

This literary gathering was not for Arlen City, but a regular monthly meeting. Dwarven merchants, distributors in City of Dusk, and regular customers wanting to purchase the latest products would attend. Mr. Cyclone had collected many new toys and was already fantasizing about how to have a great time playing with them when he returned home. He was currently listening to a demonstration about a newly developed storage device.

It sounded impressive, but Mr. Cyclone couldn't understand a word. In simple terms, it was a device that used to require the user to provide magic power to activate, but now it had advanced to the point where it could store magic power in advance and activate it when needed. In the demonstration, the presenter took out a small sphere that Mr. Cyclone had seen in Elyse's room earlier that day. It looked exactly the same, just with a slightly different color. Mr. Cyclone had no idea about the magical principles behind it, but it seemed like another good toy, so he decided to get one.

Finally, at the end of the event, the person Mr. Cyclone wanted to meet appeared. He was an elderly dwarf with an eyepatch, a bearded face, and numerous scars on his bare arms. He was known as Artic, a veteran dwarven warrior. But that was in the past. According to the person who welcomed Mr. Cyclone, Artic had become a legitimate merchant.

"Is this really Daniel's message?" Mr. Cyclone asked. "Hmm? Yeah, even though I don't know what it says, it feels like it's cursing the clan leader," the person replied. "Hahaha! You just handed this note to me without knowing anything?" Mr. Cyclone asked jokingly.

Mr. Cyclone didn't know what Daniel was planning, but since he had promised to deliver the note, he didn't plan on going back on his word. After understanding the contents of the note, he realized it was a taboo. The dwarven community was divided, and although they were powerful, they didn't have a true clan leader up until now. The person in front of him, who superficially appeared to be an impartial merchant, was actually part of the third faction.

"You believe in your companion's will, and I admire that!" Artic said. "Hahaha!" Mr. Cyclone laughed. It was quite a risky move to hand over the message without even knowing the faction of the recipient. But it seemed that Artic appreciated Mr. Cyclone's trust in Daniel, and that's why he showed his appreciation.

But in reality, Mr. Cyclone was just too lazy to ask about the meaning of the note, and that's why he acted like this. Unbeknownst to him, he had made a new friend under completely inexplicable circumstances.

"I see... Oh! What's that you have there?" Artic asked. "This?..." To express his gratitude to his new friend, Artic decided to give Mr. Cyclone a gift. "I just picked up this piece of clothing. It doesn't have any special features, but it's red and sexy. I thought my wife could try it on," Artic said. "Hahaha, I see. Hey, you! Bring that over here!" Mr. Cyclone replied.Following Alex's instructions, his subordinate took out a black rectangular box.

Upon opening it, it revealed a black, sexy lingerie.

"What the f*ck!? Is this for me?"

"Of course, it will go perfectly with the outfit you have on. The effect will be top-notch."

"Oh, really?"

"Take a look here..."

As Alex explained the special features of this sexy lingerie, he and Mr. Cyclone chatted and laughed.

"Oh my god!! Can this part be opened directly? What the f*ck?! What's the difference between wearing this and not wearing anything?"

"Hahaha, of course there is, kid. Wearing it in battle adds a special flavor... and this lingerie also has a special function."

And so, Mr. Cyclone accepted yet another incredible gift.