Chapter 685: 685
Robarte saw Grace turn around and leave the street they were standing at to catch another path before she went off in her carriage . His eyes mellowed down once she left, his features turning softer again and he left the street himself . Walking towards the black market when something on the wall caught his attention . It was a paper of a woman drawn on it .
He stared at the picture which had a bounty of two hundred gold coins that now had been raised to four hundred gold coins .
A small smile crept up his smile on the corner of her lips and he stepped into the black market to speak to the auctioneer so that he could buy the next slave for the coming week . The last slave had turned out to be too docile that had turned him off . She had taken up his beatings without a single cry from her mouth that had him bored right away . Where was the enjoyment when the slave wasn't crying? He had gone so far to cut her hand open but the pleasure of seeing her cry had faded .
Walking through the throng of the crowd where the black market was a place that didn't sleep ever, he wondered if he lost interest since his eyes had fallen on Penelope . Her green eyes were vibrant and her speech always clear as she held her ground . He couldn't wait to turn her to his slave but before that, he had other matters and a helping hand that he needed right now .
With Grace who had decided not to help him, it didn't matter to him because there were always other sources . As fun as it was with the vampiress, she was useless and of no actual help . His patience was running thin as a thread that would break at any point in time .
He bought some of the items from the black market before he left in his carriage . Instead of heading back home, Robarte traveled from one place to another . Passing through villages and towns under the dire conditions of the weather where it was raining continuously without a pause .
When he finally reached a village, the clouds were lightly drizzling from the sky and the ground was slippery and wet . Jumping out of his carriage, he saw how most of them had rushed back to their houses for shelter without wanting to get drenched and wet to avoid inviting any fever or disease .
Hearing something in the distance from where he was, he made his way to find two women fighting each other in the rain where no one could see . One was a witch hunter while the other was a black witch . They fought with their weapons clashing one after another, their hands moving quick enough to get each other for a kill .
When the witch hunter took hold of the gun pointing it against the black witch who had not changed her appearance throughout the fight, Robarte raised his hand to pull his own trigger from the gun he held that shot the woman who was holding the gun to drop dead on the ground .
The one who he had saved turned to look at him in the rain that had increased . Her hood had come off with her brown hair sticking on her face,
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