The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2265

Private Goods

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"What? What is this? What is this supposed to be~ Wow!"

A strange, shrieking voice kept coming from the black-and-white bear plushie stuffed inside the backpack. It seemed fascinated by everything around it, like a child leaving home for the first time and opening the door to a new world. Pah!

Senior Yulia forcibly suppressed the urge to stuff the plushie Wild completely into the backpack. She rolled her eyes, mounted her bicycle, and slowly rode along the road.

Plushie Wild had said he wanted to take a good look around the city, so early that morning, under Medanzo's strange gaze, Senior Yulia had hugged the black-and-white bear plushie and left the house.

"An emissary? Aren't those the Godspawn in the Sea of Annihilation? I've got plenty of this stuff in my laboratory. You want one? Why didn't you tell me? If you'd said so earlier, I would've given you one."

Eye roll.

"Jemiyah? I think there was someone like that, but he died young. I heard he was bitten to death while playing with a cat-eared girl. Apparently, before he died, he was still lamenting that he hadn't had time to take a picture. What an Old Mage!"

Eye roll.

"Miley? No impression. She was probably some noble daughter or something, right? These days, there are at least eight hundred people who want to become Crown Princess Candidates, and even I have several hundred fiancée candidates. Who could remember them all?"

Dead-fish eyes.

"Mei Xi? Now that's impressive. She was known as a genius among commoners and was one of the first to be registered as a Crown Princess Candidate... Later? There was no later. How could girls be as fun to research as that? I don't even remember what my Head Maid looked like, okay?"

Another eye roll.

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