LEVISHIA QUINTESSENCE
"Dead? What do you mean?" My brows furrowed, my eyes filled with confusion. How could he be dead? Why did Fiore say he's alive, then? Might they be lying? The man's eyes rolled heavenwards.
"If you don't believe us, then leave. Filthy travelers," he muttered. I looked at my team and saw them equally confused. Were we given the wrong information? What's happening?
"Perhaps you can lead us to his family? Or descendants?" Sin suggested, slowly pulling out his pouch of gold coins. As soon as the nomad saw a familiar linen pouch, his eyes gleamed under the shining sun as a smile was suddenly plastered in his face. Ugh. Funny how almost everything can be bought in this world.
"Of course, gentlemen," he grinned, his wide smile faltering a little when he looked at me.
