Chapter 293
The man scratched the back of his neck, "Master Damien, I could see her lower face . Her lips were pretty and pink . I say anything and you start speaking about killing me . "
"Are you sure she was a white witch?"
The man nodded his head, who was standing far from the pureblooded vampire but not far enough where he had to shout to give out the information, "She showed me this charm stone that was red in color . The ruby . "
The charm stones were designed by the white witches, for one to create, they had to have access to the ingredients and the spell books which not everyone could reach out for . The only people who could do it were the white witches who belonged to the church as they were put under the protection of the law until they decided to follow the words of the council . Charmstones were stopped a few years ago, to even possess one, one had to ask for permission . If he could follow the trails by looking up through the registry, then it wouldn't be too hard to find who it was .
He wondered why the white witch had come here looking for the eye-patched man .
"I thought she was joking at first . I mean everyone comes up walking here claiming to be a witch and then we find out they aren't one . So I told her I wanted a proof after she pointed out about my eyes that had turned red . She got me there," the man continued to babble, "It was while talking randomly did she tell that my friend was not there anymore . That Bathsheba has run away from the village she used to live in . Not like Bathsheba and I was friends, we were more sort of acquaintances . Yes . Why were you asking if I spoke to a witch . Black witch?"
"Yes, I heard something very disturbing about them yesterday . "
"Oh?" the man leaned slightly forward in interest, "What was that?"
"That is what I came here for . To know what it is," Damien said cooly making the man confused . Did Damien say he had heard something disturbing?
"The black witches have been visiting here?" the man nodded to his question, "What have they been coming here for? What were the most bought items?"
"It was the usual dead animals," hearing the man reply back, Damien drew to a conclusion that is one knew nothing .
Damien put his hand in his pocket, pulling out a coin and throwing it towards the human where the human caught it in his hand, "Let me know if you find something," Damien didn't stay to further talk and make idle conversation . He started to walk away from the alley and back to the heart of the black market . He saw the empty stage where the slave auctions were usually held .
Walking by, he caught sight of another trader similar to the man he had just spoken . The traders were usually humans or half-vampire, behaving like mediators who often handled in transaction between different creatures, earning silver or gold coins depending on who gave them work . The trader was none other than the woman whom he had spoken to the day he had found Penelope here .
Heading towards her, he saw that the woman had noticed him from afar, smiling at him invitingly, "Hello, Master . I see you have come here seeking for things . Did you find it?" she asked, her eyes sparkling as they looked at him . Her accent felt thicker, yet smooth as she spoke as if she had come from Valeria .
"I didn't . I was hoping you would be a darling to help me out," he sweetened the words for her ears .
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