Chapter 48: WRONG AGAIN
After turning Nora Bennett into my slave earlier today, I didn’t want to waste a single second. She was tired—said she wanted to cook something for me and rest.
That worked in my favor.
> "Alright, you rest. I’ll just take a look around Fumas," I told her.
But in my heart, I knew exactly what I wanted.
> The noblewoman from the market.
If I could make her mine, my coin problem would be solved. Nobles like her usually had monthly allowances, gold jewelry, connections—and she wasn’t even a mage or a warrior. Just rich and soft.
Perfect target.
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It was 8 PM.
The Fumas market had transformed under the night sky. Lanterns and magical lights were glowing in every stall, giving the streets a warm golden tone. The voices of traders, the smell of spices, grilled meat, and sweet fruit filled the air.
I walked slowly, acting casual.