"What is your name?"
"My name is Eleanor Tulem. I have no surname; I inherited my husband's surname," the Blue-haired Woman replied softly with her head lowered.
"Eat. Afterward, take me to your home so I can have a look." Velin picked up a piece of white bread and handed it to Kyle, then spoke to the Blue-haired Woman. "No problem, you'll survive. But if you dare deceive me, there will be no need for you to keep living."
"Yes," Eleanor, the Blue-haired Woman, replied softly, her tone somewhat uneasy.
The three moved quickly and finished breakfast in less than ten minutes.
Then, led by Eleanor, Velin and Kyle left Jolika Town and arrived at the western outskirts.
They passed through a narrow path overgrown with weeds and came to an abandoned house.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Before they could approach, coughing came from within the abandoned courtyard.
Seeing this, Eleanor anxiously ran into the courtyard.
Velin and Kyle exchanged a glance before entering. They saw Eleanor helping up her husband, a haggard middle-aged man sitting on the threshold. His face was pale, and he looked as though he were about to die.
Weeds grew wildly all around them. Only the area near the doorway had received some simple care.
It was clear that the couple had not been in Jolika Town for long.
"Cough, cough, cough. My lords, I am deeply sorry that my wife has caused you inconvenience. If there is anything you are dissatisfied with, I am willing to take her punishment in her place," the middle-aged man said weakly, clutching his chest.
Velin raised a hand to stop Kyle and said expressionlessly, "Even if it costs you your life, you are willing?"
"Of course."
The middle-aged man held his wife's trembling hands without the slightest hesitation.
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