Ignoring the sentimentality of all of it, he looked out further into the distance spotting someone. It was the figure of Khalash Saton. Khalash was an eccentric individual. He was right there standing in the warm sunlight shielded only by a wooden stand, preaching to all that rushed past him to their homes. Konstantin sighed, He was not had heard rumors about the man, but they told him nothing in particular.
As Konstantin came closer, he could see the greedy glint in his eye. Khalash had spent his entire life living and breathing selling magical herbs and potions, first raised as an nobleman’s child from a wealthy family he later grew up with little care for his future, until he began to travel and later bought a shop in Magnolia town after he grew fond of the place. For that, he admired that man, in that despite his upbringing he had managed to change so much. With his right arm drawn above him to shield his face from the bright sunlight, he finally reached the wooden, finely decorated stand and finally spoke to the man.
“Hello Khalash, great weather we’re having to match this fantastic town, eh?” He said sarcastically. Realising that Konstantin was actually standing right next to him he was slightly startled as he had become accustomed to the public who just seemed to have zoned his daily offerings of products for sale. “Woah, my boy doesn't sneak up on your elders, didn’t your parents tell you it’s rude?” Pausing to support himself on a nearby table stacked full of papers. “Now what can I do for you on this great day.” Scoffing slightly too in himself as he shook the hail from his hair. “It’s not what you can do for me, it’s more of a question of what do you need from me?, you asked for someone, I’m that someone.”
Clapping briefly in joy, Khalash was pleased. Pondering for a moment to give Konstantin his job he reached out and then clasped his right shoulder and told him of the old hermit and the food he’d have to get to him. “See that my lad, I want you to give this food to a man who calls himself the old hermit.” Giving the task at a slow pace to make sure Kon understood evidently having dealt with fairy tail member whom from what he gathered after his first encounter weren't the smartest, handing the food afterwards. Wielding his staff with his right hand, Konstantin took the food in his left before putting it into one of the pouches that his blitzle companion, Sparky had on his new saddle that he had made for him recently.
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