บท 13: The strange old man
The man's frustration only grew as he realized how silly he must have looked to the AI. He sighed and tried to shake off the embarrassment." "Just drop it, okay? I don't want to talk about it anymore", he said, trying to hide the annoyance in his voice.
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Frustration was starting to set in for the man as he sat in the marketplace waiting for customers to approach him. He had spent the entire day setting up his wares, hoping to make some money by selling the items he had brought with him. Despite his efforts, however, he had yet to make a single sale after nearly five hours of waiting. The man couldn't help but feel discouraged as he gazed around the bustling market, watching as other vendors seemed to be doing brisk business. He had come to this place with high hopes, but now it seemed as though his dreams of making a profit would go unfulfilled.
"Well, what do you think is the problem?" The man asked Alex, sounding frustrated.
[Oh, let me think,] Alex replied with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. [Could it be that no one wants to buy your goods?]
"Ha-ha, very funny," the man shot back. "I know my goods are good, so there must be something else going on."
[Oh, I see,] Alex said, pretending to be deep in thought. [Perhaps it's because your goods are from another world and no one knows what they are.]
"That's ridiculous," the man retorted. "I've seen people buying and selling all sorts of strange things here."
[Yes, but have you considered the fact that your goods may not be what these people are looking for?] Alex asked, still wearing his sarcastic tone. [Maybe they prefer more traditional goods, or maybe they don't have the money to spare on something they don't understand.]
"That could be it," the man admitted grudgingly. "But I'm not giving up yet. I'm going to try and find out what the problem is and fix it."
[Good luck with that, hero,] Alex said with a snicker. [I'm sure you'll figure it out in no time.]
The man had been sitting there for hours now, with his goods spread out on a small blanket in front of him. Despite the bustling city around him, not a single person had shown any interest in what he was selling. He was starting to lose hope. But then, just as he was about to pack up and go home, an old man with white hair caught his eye. The man was tall and thin, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to peer right into his soul. He was dressed in simple clothes, a long dark coat that reached down to his ankles and sturdy boots that looked like they had seen many miles. He approached the man and bent down to inspect his wares, taking his time to examine each one carefully.
The man was taken aback by the old man's sudden interest in his goods, and even more so by the intense gaze that he was being given. He had never seen eyes like those before, they seemed to hold a wisdom that defied his years. He wondered if the old man was a wise sage, or perhaps a powerful wizard who was searching for some rare item. Regardless of his motivations, the man was grateful for the attention and he began to describe the various items that he had brought with him, hoping to make a sale.
The old man listened carefully, nodding along as the man spoke. When he was finished, the old man looked up at him with a smile and said, "I see you have some fine goods here my boy, what would you ask for them?" The man told him his asking price, and the old man considered this for a moment before reaching into his pockets and producing a small coin purse. He counted out the amount that the man had asked for, and handed it to him with a grin.
The man was overjoyed, he had never sold anything so quickly before. He thanked the old man and gathered up his goods, ready to go home. But as he turned to leave, the old man caught him by the arm and said, "Wait a moment my boy, I have one more thing to ask of you." The man turned back to face him, wondering what could be next. The old man leaned in close and whispered, "I would like you to keep an eye out for any other items like these that you might come across. I have a keen interest in such things, and I would be most appreciative if you could bring them to me."
With that, the old man turned and walked away, leaving the man standing there with his coin purse and a sense of wonder. He had just made his first sale in the city, and he was already being asked to do something else. He smiled to himself and decided that perhaps he was going to like it here after all.
The man was excited to try the local cuisine and wandered around until he stumbled upon a cozy little eatery. As he sat down and began to enjoy his meal, he overheard a group of people talking about an upcoming fight competition that was set to take place tomorrow. The buzz around the competition was palpable, with rumors flying that members of the royal family and other important figures were set to attend. The man was intrigued and made a mental note to try to attend the event and see what all the fuss was about. He knew that it would be a unique opportunity to see some of the best fighters in the city in action and maybe even catch a glimpse of the royals. The man finished his meal, feeling a newfound sense of excitement for the adventures that awaited him in this new city.
As the man walked down the busy street, he suddenly had an idea. "I want to participate in that fight competition tomorrow," he said out loud.
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