Chapter 234
[Translator – Peptobismol]
“So… hic, where is Navardose?”
The black-clad man spoke, his tongue slurring from excessive drinking. Ronan lightly gripped the hilt of his sword and opened his mouth.
“What did you say?”
“Don’t play dumb… I know you’ve received the woman’s power. At first, I thought it was just the mark, but upon closer inspection, she seems to have transferred a true ember.”
Ronan’s eyes widened. He was blatantly advertising his connection to Navardose.
Just as Ronan was about to respond, he quickly looked around. Fortunately, the tavern was noisy enough that their conversation wasn’t overheard.
‘What the hell is with this bastard?’
Only one person could eavesdrop on their conversation. The owner, who had been silently wiping a cup, suddenly started rummaging through a cupboard filled with ingredients. After searching for a while, he let out an awkward laugh.