The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1492

The Stubborn Wooden Mallet

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Third Miss had hitched a ride in the carriage of a senior alchemist's student from the Secret Arts Tower. That senior alchemist was clearly the creator of the auction item and a fan of that mysterious Legendary Witch, so he had prepared a huge sum of money long in advance, just in case.

And that huge sum had come from his student's hands—or rather, from the student's parents... The senior alchemist's student came from a family that dealt in alchemical potions.

This could be called a perfectly reasonable alliance between two powerful parties... Third Miss, who had spent several years navigating the workplace, was thoroughly accustomed to this kind of relationship.

"Yue, if we get the chance, I'll take you to see the Sea of Gods. They say it was the bathing place of the gods before their fall. Maybe we'll even discover something interesting."

"Thank you, Vantas." Third Miss smiled faintly at the handsome man before her. "I'd really like to see it too... but I need Elizabeth's approval."

The purpose behind this handsome man's... this senior alchemist's student's enthusiastic behavior was obvious. Unlike humans' fear of non-humans, relationships between non-humans were commonplace in the Non-human Realm... Couples where one partner was a vampire were relatively rare, but they did exist.

Since she had a suitor—and a capable one at that—why not make a little use of him? Children raised in merchant families rarely rejected such an opportunity.

Would she worry about Vantas causing trouble?

The answer was no... Elizabeth was the First Tower Master's personal disciple, and she was Elizabeth's personal maid—this identity alone offered tremendous protection.

So no matter what thoughts lay behind Vantas's handsome, forthright face, he would never reveal them. He would continue to maintain his current courteous manner.

"Oh... It's fine. I'm sure Miss

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