A loud crashing noise rang out.
When he looks over, Rafayel saw two suspicious men—thuggish in appearance, almost like gangsters—harassing the boy he had just heard called Quina.
"Please stop! Don't damage the shop!"
"Stop it!" the children shouted, trying to hold the men back.
"Hey now, you can't just go setting up a shop around here without permission."
"Why not?! We paid the proper stall fee!"
"Two silver coins, right? Well, starting today, it's been raised to two gold coins. Now cough it up."
Rafayel watched in shock.
This is extortion…! If the Knight Order saw this, they'd be arrested immediately…!
Where the hell are the patrols when something like this happens?!
"There's no way we have that kind of money! Two gold coins is way too much!"
"In that case, shut this stall down! Got it?! HRAAAH!!"
CRASH!
One of the men kicked at the stall again, sending another part of it flying.