"It's not that much of a secret anyway." He mumbled.
"Thank you," I said, pushing the money toward him before storing the Storm Bloom Essence in my system inventory while pretending to put it in my inner pocket. My focus remained entirely on the old man.
He leaned forward slightly, his voice dropping. "If you're looking for something to heal spiritual damage, you won't find it in any shop in Derier. Not openly, at least."
He paused, and with deliberate slowness, continued, "But... there are rumors. A merchant caravan arrived last week from the capital, carrying something... unusual. A relic, or so I heard. Some say it's a fragment of a powerful pure aura beast's core, capable of mending even fractured minds."
"Do you know where they are?"
The old man shrugged. "No. But I heard someone say that it's going to be auctioned soon. I don't know the exact details, so I recommend asking around more."
I nodded in gratitude. "Understood."
