Chapter 271 (1/2)

Book 3, Chapter 7 – noble Madam

Autu the local farmer's market

She was a young girl of seventeen By the looks of her, Autu life But what noro shopping? That would be conspicuous in Skycloud city, to say nothing of the lawless and unstable borderlands

There were only two sorts of people ere so brazen The first had so cracked in their brain, and those folks deserved whatever ca, like prowling lions who did not fear the prey

Was Autumn the latter? No!

From the moment she walked in to the instant she left, Cloudhawk hadn't sensed the vibration of relics around her A deer without claws, and was more likely to hurt themselves than anyone else It was hard to say whether she was a demonhunter or not, but if she was a demonhunter without relics she wasn't a threat

What if her innate capabilities lay in her physical strength? She could be like Instructor Cutter fro on pure force and physical ability That didn't see to have any credible training On the other, skills like that were honed only fro in extreme harsh conditions

Based on her posture, rate of breathing, and attitude, she was e citizen Definitely nothing special He didn't sense any danger fro aura Based on what he saw, Autue-raised canary An over-inflated porcelain doll

But that just made him even more suspicious She had no coin, but the parcel of stones she readily showed theet it? It seemed Autumn Draper was a name he would have to study

Between the wastelands and the Skycloud domain, names were markedly different

Most wastelanders didn't have a faot by with nicknas like Boulder, Grit, or Cloud Or anis you saw often in the wastes Cloudhawk, Mantis, and Wolfblade were textbook examples Next down the list were ancient names picked out of antiquity, like Roste Pathfinders spent their days co the past, so they picked na-dead culture

Now the elysians, they were a people divided into fae, everyone had a fanified they sounded; Selene and Arcturus Cloude, Frost de Winter, Raithe Umbra, Claudia Lunae and so forth

Autumn Draper was definitely not a wastelander na around with the equivalent of ten thousand gold coins in a little sack… back in Skycloud, you would have to have co back to the borderlands, Cloudhawk had gathered asplayers were There was definitely no fa

But theof all? What did she need with five hundred sets of weapons and ar to outfit a small army?

A few of the patrons had watched the whole exchange, and the look in their eyes were less than wholesome While she and the others were distracted, they slipped out and followed her Gabriel noticed this “It seearnered so about it?”

But Cloudhawk shook his head “It's fine”

He was always a curious sort, so it was uncharacteristic for Cloudhawk not to be interested in the result Since his boss seeet involved

The Sandbar was head and shoulders above the condition of h and foul place for so in the lap of luxury After wandering for some time she chanced upon a hotel that sees in the Sandbar, run by a ed man of some affluence He was known for his friendliness and hospitality

“hellofor a place to stay? We offer three packages The cheapest is fifty copper a night, then eighty, and finally two silver Which would you like?”

Autumn plucked the smallest cube of eboncrys from its sack and placed it on the counter between theold, easy “Is this sufficient?”

“This… this is eboncrys?” The friendly smile he wore like a mask froze and he snatched it up He fulasses and slipped them on so he could take a closer look In truth, he'd never seen this treasure, but he knew of it Elysian coin and other trade goods often passed through the borderlands “Very pure,” he said excitedly “Such high purity”

Autumn pressed him “I'd like a room, please”

“Yes, yes Of course!” The hotel owner clutched tight to the tiny cube, worth enough to rent out half his establishht “Stay as long as you'd like!”

He brought her to the innermost room on the third floor It was forty or fifty square meters in size and had its own showers It was the best of the lot, and clean at least Autus with a nod of satisfaction, then closed and locked the door Once alone, she removed her veil and revealed a beautiful face

If there was one word to describe her, it was 'ethereal'

She was flawless There wasn't a single blemish on her Autumn allowed her hair to tumble free down her shoulders, which revealed a pair of pale white ears that were unique froer, perhaps some sort of mutation, but they did not detract in the least fro, the peculiarity made her even more attractive

Water spat from the shower head, and she washed off the dust that had accu days

Mo her clothes back on, a knock came from the door The voice of the hotel owner called to her “nobleour finest supper for you”

Autuht On the other side was the owner, standing behind a sientle thanks and pulled the cart inside Mutant animal meat, primarily This wasn't her home town, so she couldn't have expected etables