"I think that we could arrange a trip like this, Aroda-san. It's about time I return to the MIT myself as well. In the case that I need log out before you, I'll get us a carriage rented to head off there. Does that sound fine?"
He hoped as much. One confirmation was all that the man needed to set the two of them up. He thankfully hadn't invented a car or anything (this nerd might have started to become cool or something had that been the case) but he seemed to have a way to get a carriage even in this small, sleepy town.
Strangely, he had asked to look over the body of the Fool's Wheat despite how he spoke of normal uses being sparse. He had taken the thing and stuffed it in--was that a suitcase? Askera was grateful now that there wasn't a body besides the tarp, as this made it just barely possible to squeeze the monstrosity past the suitcase's small inventory.
It was for a future experiment, he proclaimed.
Askera explained the suitcase to be called 'The Vault of Avarice'. If asked, he displays wariness about the thought of making another-according to him, it was dangerous in some way.
Their trip away from the town began from here. the road would be long, but soon Aroda would find many a scene besides the sights within the confines of Falderen. Adventures and opportunities were opening anew for this budding soul.
Fin.
@Aroda