Chapter 321.2
“The miracle of the Red Chalice can heal wounds very quickly. You understand what that means, right?”
“It means you could chop off my limbs to keep me confined if necessary.”
Leonora responded nonchalantly.
Hastel thought she was bluffing and scoffed, but Leonora wasn’t nervous at all. This wasn’t the first time she had been threatened by a Wallachian Duke.
The Golden Idol Guild dealt with the Immortal Order.
Which, of course, meant they also did business with the Kingdom of Wallachia.
And true to their faith of indulging in physical pleasures, Wallachians were sensitive to all manner of luxuries, hedonism, spices, and trends. They were among the guild’s most valuable VIP customers.
“Are you sure you’ll be alright?”
“What do you mean?”