Chapter 331: CCCXXXI. So-called East Sea
Beima Duchy, northern part, Mapleleaf Town.
This is considered a town with relatively good public order. Even though the country has been restless lately, the local lord has been extremely responsible for his subjects. Through his mediation, the area remained safe.
Half a year ago, Antilicia received an extremely valuable letter. The sender was anonymous and had sent eight Golden Dragons, expressing that they were exchanged for a man’s head on her behalf.
She naturally knew who that man was. Eight Golden Dragons — that was the price for her husband’s life.
In Beima Duchy.
Drug addiction had become a plague. Facing households without a male presence, many eyed them. Vulnerable women, invited for meals, were subjected to hallucinogens.
Antilicia had become addicted. Within half a year, the eight Golden Dragons were but a drop in the bucket. She had no choice but to fall to a state inhuman and ghostlike, selling herself to sustain her addiction. Given her looks and attractive figure, several wealthy military officers from the lord’s castle frequented her.
At the edge of the town, an inconspicuous cluster of wooden huts, a secret passage hidden in a small alley.
The stairs of the underground opium den were drifting with dust under the slanting rays of the setting sun. High heels step by step descended the dusty stairs, before the heavy wooden door reinforced with iron bars.
Antilicia hesitated but then knocked on the door.
After a while,