The Fake Saint of a Reverse Harem Game - Chapter 50.2

I pressed my lips in bewilderment at his explanation. When I played <Experience! Life>, I was given a job in the first place because I was the saint, so I could freely go in and out of the Great Temple or anywhere.

“Then do you know how to get to the Great Hall instead?”

“To get there, we must go through one of the pilgrom’s path. Among them, the Abré Tunnel would be the shortest way.”

“Abré Tunnel?”

Lucas frowned quizzically at my reaction as if it was the first time that he’d heard of it.

“The long tunnel that goes through the mine between Sharma and the empire. Haven’t you heard of it?”

It was an awkward question as if he was asking someone who never left the comforts of their home.

“Well, I think I’ve heard of it…?”

I gave him a vague answer. My guess was that it was a tunnel that everyone in the area knew.

Of course, there were episodes where mines or tunnels were in the background, but I wasn’t a detailed player to even remember the names of the mines in the background.

“Then let’s go to the Abré Tunnel.”

Lucas and Adrian nodded at the same time.

* * *

Shing! Crack!

Kakang! Kakakakang!

The sound of digging hard ground with pickaxe and breaking rocks with a hammer rang loudly.

‘It’s bigger than I thought.’

We arrived at the mine that looked completely different from what I imagined. My eyes widened as I alternately looked at what seemed to looked like mine entrances and people actively running from place to place.

I didn’t know who owned it, but anyone who owned a mine this size must be extremely wealthy. I was envious of the mine owner for no reason, so I wandered around the mine entrance, where the “Diamond” and “Ruby” signs were posted on the big gate.

“Huh? Maam?”

Then one of the workers with a pickaxe pretended to know me.

“…Who are you?”

“When you ask who the identity of another person, please say a pretty greeting!”

I recognized him at once at his request. It was the street vendor who sold the necklace Adrian begged me to buy.

“Oh! Hello! The weather… well, it’s nice. How have you been? What are you doing here?”

When I asked him briefly how he was doing, the worker shrugged his shoulders and shook the pickaxe he was carrying.

“Don’t you know when you see it? I’m digging up minerals.”

It seemed that his claim of digging minerals directly from the mine and making jewelry wasn’t a lie. I thought it sounded like a fool’s errand, so I scratched my chin.

“Ah, mineral… you really do dig them yourself.”

“Yes. Can you look at this one while we’re at it? I think you have a pretty good eye for it.”

The merchant handed me some quartz that looked freshly dug up. Then he clicked his tongue.

“Just dig them all up. Aren’t they all the same?”

“You can’t let your customers see items made of cheap minerals!”

“Tsk tsk tsk!”

It seemed that it wasn’t a lie to say that he was strict with quality. The merchant – with his eyes glued to the mine – stuck his pickaxe at the entrance, and showed me the mineral once again.

“I can feel the magic, but it doesn’t look that glossy. What do you think?”

“It looks fine to me,” I said, then turned to Adrian, “Don’t you think so, Rian?”

It was him, not me, who chose the necklace back then. He nodded his head with excitement.

“Oh, my. You do have a good eye. I’d like to ask for your appraisal again next time…”

The merchant, seeing Rian’s reaction, stomped his foot and searched through his belongings.

“Next time, come to the main office, not the stall. I’ll give you a discount coupon.”

“It’s okay. I don’t have to come to Sharma again.”

The merchant turned his head at my rejection and flapped the discount coupon in front of me.

“The main office is in Alfrenheim. Not everyone can come in, but I’ll give you a special admission ticket.”

‘…What?’

Looking at the discount coupon the merchant offered, I frowned at the strange feeling of déjà vu. The items he described being sold at the main office, weren’t limited to simple accessories.

‘I think the list is exactly the same as the billing store for <Experience! Life>.”

Even if it was a secret store, ordinary stores wouldn’t deal with special items that could increase attractiveness or ‘indulgence’ that increase morality.

“Then come visit me next time, maam.”

I grabbed the shoulder of the merchant as he turned around with a smile.

“Hey.”

“Oh my! Why are you talking informally all of a sudden, maam?”

“You’re a Helper.”

“…”

The merchant’s face suddenly stiffened at my words. This punk, I caught him. I glared at the man as his lips twitched with nervousness.

“I really wanted to see you again.”

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