After asking the shopkeeper’s permission, I tied Frederick beside the door.
Normally, I would have bought only the mulled wine and headed to the bell tower, but I could hardly do that while dragging along a woman dressed in pajamas and walking barefoot.
“I’ll go buy you a coat and shoes.”
“Ah…….”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“You must be cold. Perhaps you should wear my outer robe while you go…….”
“I don’t feel the cold, so I’ll be fine.”
I couldn’t exactly keep her wrapped in a cloak forever, and it would be even more of a problem when she eventually went home.
I decided to look around nearby for clothes and shoes.
The judgment that the two Inquisitors, who regularly handled matters like this, were better suited to counseling the woman than I was also influenced my decision.
“I’d like to buy shoes for a woman.”
“Race?”
“Cureti.”
“Anything special I need to account for?”
“No.”
Her feet had been smooth like those of a Middle, so there should be no need to make any special holes or modifications.
Thinking that, I recalled the approximate size of the woman’s feet.
Products here did not come in five-millimeter increments like modern shoes, but there were still differences of five or ten centimeters, so there was no avoiding it.
“What size?”
“This should do.”
I chose a pair of leather shoes by comparing their length to my palm.
They were lined with wool, so they probably wouldn’t put too much strain on her injured feet.
“Four silver coins.”
That’s forty thousand gal in silver coins.
Expensive…
I grumbled internally but paid without complaint.
After spending the last year in this world, I could tell the quality justified the price, so parting with the money itself did not particularly bother me.