Chapter 28: The Priestess Won’t End Up a Drenched Mess
“Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty…” On the swaying cart, Celia counted the gold coins in her pouch over and over again under the moonlight. This time, it was finally not Hero himself…
“Fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty…” On the swaying cart, Celia counted the gold coins in her pouch over and over again under the moonlight. This time, it was finally not Hero himself…