"Sir, madam, please co in!"
At this mont, a massive rchant ship had already docked at the dock, and villagers from the Sibia Village had flocked there, ready to purchase supplies.
Every rchant ship's arrival was a crucial occasion for the villagers. If they failed to secure sufficient supplies during this period, they would likely face a headache for the coming months.
After all, the rchant ship only ca once a year in late autumn and departed quickly.
The Sibia Village lacked a comprehensive store, and most supplies were unavailable on the islands.
Ian took Robin's hand and boarded the rchant ship.
Robin, addressed as madam, didn't mind. Instead, she held Ian's right hand and surveyed the rchant ship's cargo with great interest.
Although this rchant ship didn't have the sa extensive rchandise as larger city stores, and most of the goods consisted of food and daily necessities for the villagers, Robin was still very interested.
Robin, now amnesiac, seed to be interested in everything.
The two quickly purchased the necessary condints and a large wooden tub.
If Ian were alone, he wouldn't have needed so many, but seeing Robin's cheerful spirit and rembering her back as she prepared breakfast that morning, Ian bought them all.
Ian also noticed that Robin must have enjoyed baths, and shortly after boarding the ship, she imdiately took a fancy to a high-quality wooden tub.
It was a bit pricey, which made Robin hesitate, but in the end, Ian bought it.
To be honest, he wasn't short of money. Fifteen years of single life as a marine had allowed him to save up a considerable fortune. On top of that, Captain Enchi had given him a generous retirent payout when he left the service, so now his finances were more than comfortable.
Furthermore, if he truly ran out of money, he could simply go out to sea and hunt pirates.
After fifteen years, while he hadn't yet reached the rank of admiral, cutting down so pirates in the West Blue was still well within his ability.
It was clear that Robin also really liked the large wooden tub. When she saw he had actually bought it, she was overjoyed. She held onto Ian's arm while humming a unique lody.
That only made Ian more certain he might have guessed wrong; maybe she really wasn't the Devil Child after all.
After buying everything they needed, Ian and Robin didn't leave imdiately.
Instead, they browsed other shops.
When they reached a clothing store, Ian paused again.
Robin, who had been curiously observing the surroundings, looked at Ian in confusion. "What's wrong, dear?"
"You need to buy so clothes."
Ian said, and then he led Robin into the store.
Robin only had two sets of clothes: the long shirt and trousers she had brought with her when she drifted into this island, and the white dress she had worn last night.
And the white dress had been a gift from soone in the village.
Therefore, she really needed to buy several sets of clothes.
As soon as she entered the store, a friendly salesperson greeted her. "Sir, madam, is there anything you're looking for?"
"Choose so clothes for her."
Ian glanced around, then, as if rembering sothing, said seriously: "Inside and out."
Robin blushed faintly at these words, and the young saleswoman, with a knowing look on her face, imdiately extended her hand respectfully.
"This way, madam!"
Robin didn't hesitate. They had already spent a fortune on a large wooden tub; a few outfits weren't a big deal. Besides, Ian was her fiancé.
Even though she felt she shouldn't be staying here, she also seed to yearn for such a peaceful life.
"Madam, you are so beautiful! Your husband must be so happy to have a wife like you. Please try this one on."
Hearing the voices from the fitting room, Ian couldn't help but smile while sneaking curious glances at the curtain.
Robin, dressed in a slim-fitting black dress and a pair of knee-high black boots, appeared before him, making his eyes light up at the sight.
The short dress hugged her full figure, and those voluptuous thighs on full display made him inwardly thank Village Chief Martin once again.
He has to say, this salesperson has excellent taste!
Robin, under his gaze, seed a bit embarrassed, but she still turned around and said to Ian: "How is it?"
"Very beautiful!"
Ian didn't hold back his praise, even giving Robin a thumbs-up.
"It suits you perfectly."
This direct complint visibly pleased Robin, her lips curling slightly as she said: "This one then!"
"Thank you for your help."
"It's my job, sir."
Ian nodded, then turned to the salesperson: "Please wrap this up, we would like to try on other clothes."
Realizing it might be a large order, the salesperson's face lit up with excitent. "Understood!"
Without a mont's hesitation, she picked up another outfit and brought it to Robin. "Madam, please try this one."
Robin was about to say sothing when she was shoved straight into the fitting room.
"Madam, your husband's devotion to you is truly enviable!"
"This one looks great, too. As expected, with your beauty, anything you wear looks good on you."
Then, with the enthusiastic salesperson's help, Ian was truly feasting his eyes!
Long dresses suited her, shorts suited her, even jeans suited her; every style she tried revealed a different charm.
In the end, it was Robin herself who, with a hint of exasperation, picked out a few outfits and refused to try on more, leaving Ian regretfully satisfied.
After completing their shopping and stopping by a store to pick up a set of clean sheets and quilts, Ian and Robin were about to return ho.
But when they passed a street stall, Robin suddenly stopped and stared blankly at it.
"What's wrong?"
Ian looked at Robin in confusion. But when he saw that the stall was selling jewelry, Ian also stopped.
Co to think of it, he didn't seem to have given Robin anything when they got engaged!
Although the engagent party had been a bit of an accident, if things continued like this, Ian wouldn't mind it at all.
He imdiately squatted down and picked up the gold ring Robin was looking at.
The stall vendor at the booth imdiately ca over upon noticing a custor.
"This gentleman has excellent taste! This is a gold ring from Ohara."
"...?"
The vendor's eyes glead as he lowered his voice, completely unaware that the ntion of Ohara had left Ian stunned.
"I'm sure this gentleman knows Ohara! It was the most culturally rich place in our West Blue, and now, due to an unknown disaster, the whole island has been destroyed."
"This kind of ring has beco quite collectible. Look at the tree of knowledge engraved here. It was carved by Ohara's finest craftsn, representing wisdom. Only the wisest are worthy of it. This ring is perfectly suited to your wife's temperant, sir."
After talking on and on without hearing a response, the vendor finally asked in confusion: "Sir? Is sothing the matter?"
Even Robin, standing beside him, looked away from the gold ring and gazed at Ian, who was stunned.
"Dear, what's wrong with you?"
"No, nothing."
Hearing Robin's words, Ian finally ca to his senses and looked at the gold ring in his hand.
Ohara!
After a mont's hesitation, he finally picked it up and asked the vendor: "How much?"
"Only 80,000 Belly."
The vendor's eyes lit up, and he quickly added: "That's not expensive at all. This ring has…"
"No need to say more, I'll take it."
Ian paid for the ring and, under Robin's puzzled gaze, handed it to her.
This scene stunned Robin, but she quickly understood what was going on.
A beautiful smile appeared on her face, and she extended her smooth, white right hand.
"Dear, won't you put it on for ?"
Hearing this, Ian's lips curled slightly, and without hesitation, he helped Robin put it on.
Who cares about Ohara!
This is his fiancée!
At this mont, the two of them looked at each other, both smiling, and just as the atmosphere was growing more intense, suddenly…
"You bastard, this is not what we agreed on!"
An angry, familiar voice broke through, shattering the mood.
The two quickly turned their heads and were startled when they saw a familiar figure.
"Village Chief Martin?"
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