"Young Master, we have arrived."

James' voice came from outside. Merlin glanced down at Lyserra in his arms, whose appearance had changed drastically.

If she had once been a little dragon, she was now an adorable cat!

Her fur was thick and a deep shade of red, and her eyes were round with vertical pupils.

"Meow!" Lyserra meowed in frustration, staring sadly at her tiny body.

"Pfft!" Merlin chuckled, rubbing her head affectionately. "Don't worry. It's only temporary. Didn't you say you wanted to go out? Well, this is the safest way."

Lyserra lowered her head, her expression full of irritation. She was a proud dragon—how could she have become such a weak, helpless cat?

But she couldn't protest. If she did, she wouldn't be allowed to go out with her master.

Seeing her remain silent, Merlin said no more and stepped out of the carriage.

James was already waiting outside, his expression respectful.

"Shall I accompany you, Young Master?" he asked.

"No need," Merlin replied, stroking Lyserra's smooth fur. "I want to go alone. You can wait here."

James did not object. He took a small bell from his pocket and handed it to Merlin.

"If you encounter any danger, ring this bell. I will reach you in the blink of an eye," he said.

Merlin examined the bell carefully, then nodded slightly and put it away.

"Thank you."

Without saying another word, he turned and left with Lyserra, heading toward the main street.

People naturally noticed his conspicuous appearance, but no one paid him much mind. Droswen City was large, and many people of status passed through its streets.

Besides, Merlin wasn't wearing any clothing that displayed the Clay family's emblem, so most assumed he was simply the son of a wealthy merchant.

"Whoa…" Merlin marveled. "Seeing it in person is incredible! Don't you think so too, Lyserra?"

"Meow!" Lyserra meowed in agreement, her round eyes sparkling with curiosity and delight.

Merlin couldn't help but smile. They wandered for a few minutes before stopping at a juice stall.

After buying orange juice for himself and apple juice for Lyserra, they continued their walk. The atmosphere was lively and festive, with bustling merchants lining the streets—it took a while to get through the city center.

"By the way, what would make a suitable gift for Catrine?" Merlin muttered, rubbing his chin.

He hadn't forgotten his purpose in coming here: to find a gift for Catrine. In his previous life, he had never given anyone a gift.

His inexperience in this matter left him feeling slightly annoyed and frustrated.

"Meow!" Lyserra's voice rang out from his arms.

"Oh?" Merlin looked down in surprise. "A necklace? Do you think it would suit Catrine, Lyserra?"

"Meow! Meow!" Lyserra nodded enthusiastically.

"Very well. If you're sure, I'll buy her a necklace," Merlin said gently, pinching her cheek. "Thank you."

"Meow~" Lyserra squirmed happily at his touch.

Merlin glanced to the right and spotted a large jewelry store. A gold-colored sign reading "Celestia Jewelry" hung prominently above, visible even from a distance.

The store was especially conspicuous because few people were entering. Well, considering jewelry was expensive, that wasn't surprising.

Without hesitation, he walked inside and was promptly greeted by the staff.

"Welcome, handsome boy," a woman dressed professionally said gently. "Can I help you with anything?"

Merlin couldn't help but notice her appearance. She was beautiful, with clear, fair skin and purple hair tied into a simple yet enchanting bun.

Her figure was perfectly proportioned—neither thin nor heavy. A name tag on the left side of her chest read "Cashira."

With a smile, Merlin replied politely, "Thank you for the welcome, pretty lady. I'd like to buy my sister a necklace. Could you show me your finest pieces?"

"Of course, young master. Please follow me," Cashira said courteously.

Although he was just a child, Cashira showed no hint of pretension or arrogance, which left Merlin quietly impressed.

She led him to the second floor, where an array of jewelry gleamed behind thick, sturdy glass cases.

On top of that, a magical mechanism protected the entire floor, adding an extra layer of security against theft.

"Whoa! Such beautiful jewelry!" Merlin exclaimed in awe.

In his entire life, he had never seen anything like it. It was as if he had stepped into a jewelry heaven.

If he were a woman, he would have surely cried tears of joy. After all, for women, the sight before them truly was like paradise.

Cashira chuckled softly at his reaction. Merlin's composed, mature demeanor had previously made her think he was unapproachable.

Unexpectedly, he also had an innocent side, which made Cashira feel a little more at ease.

"Let me introduce this floor, Young Master. This level houses all the jewelry sent to Droswen City. Every piece is genuine and hand-carved by experts from the highest quality materials," she explained gently. "You can be assured we never deceive our customers."

"I trust you," Merlin replied simply. He didn't need further explanation; he already knew everything here was genuine and of excellent quality.

Cashira then led Merlin on a tour of the second floor, showing him several exquisite necklaces.

"This necklace is called Eclipse Light," Cashira said, opening a glass case to reveal a black-and-white necklace.

Merlin's eyes sparkled with admiration as he looked at it.

"According to the story, this necklace symbolizes the love of an adventurer from a hundred years ago for his beloved. Sadly, he died during a lunar eclipse. The pendant is made of high-quality Artherglass, which glows softly when exposed to light."

With that, Cashira placed the pendant under the lamp. Suddenly, an extraordinarily beautiful black-and-white light radiated from it.

Merlin's eyes widened in awe. "How beautiful…"

It was the first time he had ever seen a necklace that could emit such light. The fantasy world truly was amazing!

Cashira simply smiled. "I'm glad you like it. However, it is quite expensive—about five hundred gold coins."

"Five hundred gold coins?" Merlin exclaimed in shock. He opened his wallet and saw he only had fifty.

He felt a flush of embarrassment, yet Cashira didn't give him even a sideways glance.

"It's alright, Young Master. We have other beautiful necklaces. Please, follow me," she said in a calm, reassuring tone.

Merlin let out a sigh of relief and found himself increasingly impressed by Cashira's professionalism.

"Thank you," he said sincerely.

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