What an eye-opener!
Carl touched a few items he had acquired and, smiling, placed them into his spatial equipment.
Though over fifty years old, which might seem aged to ordinary people, he was still in his prime among Wizards.
Considering he had been exposed to the Wizard World for only about thirty years, he definitely couldn't be considered widely experienced.
Even as a Second Circle Wizard, he still encountered many interesting items at the trade fair.
Originally there just to attract a target's attention, he had unconsciously blended into the fair itself.
"It's about time to leave."
Scanning his surroundings, Carl straightened the hat on his head and lightly tapped his magic wand on the ground as he walked towards the exit.
As the master of the Dream Market, even if he encountered foes, he couldn't engage in battle within the market, lest he break the rules and deter others from coming in the future.
