Chapitre 41: Chapter 42
Vathair holding the severely batter girl in his arms, a bald man with a noticeable gut standing in front of Vathair being, one foot taller than Vathair attempting to intimidate him.
You ancient one release that servile woman or else I will stab you to death with my dagger.
You damnable churl you dare to threaten me, Vathair raises his hand and points forward toward the foolish man casting an incantation obese man began choking and falls on his kneel grabbing his throat.
Spare me.
Spare you a street thug who has harmed innumerable amount of people over a surplus of money.
I owe an exacerbated amount of money to eight-finger I in dept.
Vathai is in deep contemplation of whether to help this pitiful man or damn him to a life of indentured servitude.
Attain to reach his left hand to get his money pouch thrown in the feet of the pleading man.
Take money leave my presence.
Man clutches pouch open shocked by the opulence amount of money.
This twenty-gold stag will last for me for thirty years, the man took off running and disappeared.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
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