Back in the water town, a white-haired woman dressed in a long black gown approached a building at a steady pace.
She had gone to buy items for their dinner and these items were written by Sheila, as she was clueless about their names or what they did to a meal.
Walking into her home, she exhaled loudly, her forked tongue poking out of her lips.
Walking alongside humans, who would stop at nothing to kill her if they found out about her identity, drained her mental energy.
Pressing her plump lips together, she brought out a basket from her space necklace, which Cristian gave her, and placed it on the well-furnished table.
Turning, she peeked through the hole in the door with the intention of checking if anyone followed her because the piercing gaze of men both eying her body and the money she used to buy these mana-rich items mildly worried her.