Chapter 242: Selling Items, and New Plans for the Future

Damian watched as Emma slept for a while, gently touching her face and giving her a goodnight kiss. She was so exhausted that she didn't even stir. The peaceful expression on her face, after finally seeing that Damian was alive, was priceless.

After making sure there was no one around who might pose a threat to her, Damian left the mansion and returned to the city. It was nighttime, and the moon shone brightly in the sky.

Silence enveloped the surrounding area, and only skilled hunters would venture out during this time. Despite the forest teeming with dangers, not a single creature or human attempted to attack Damian.

Of course not! Who would be foolish enough to do so? A guard stood in front of Lemoria's gate.

The guard appeared tired, struggling to keep his eyes open.

"Night shifts suck," Damian thought as he approached the guard.

The guard looked at him and quickly recognized who he was. "Damian? Why are you out so late?"