The First World Sphere - Chapter 110: The Mercantile Skill

... an old woman selling scented flower pouches at the gate to the docks. I asked, “Marigold was it?”

She looked at me and frowned, “What gave it away?”

I smiled, “You are selling scented flowers. But I couldn’t smell anything.”

“Ah, if you got within the range of the illusion, you would have!” she laughed as well. “Jasper joined them on the ship. Lorae seems to like you. So that you know, I will report to her father where she has been today.”

“Lorae is one of the fe ...