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Five minutes later, Forsi staggered into the alley.

"Disgusting profiteers, disgusting Backlund, disgusting capitalists!" She looked back with lingering fear, kicked away the stones in front of her, and vented her anger on the pitiful masonry road.

"Fifty for a skirt? Fifty? My profit from a book is not even a few fifty." Forsi muttered in a low voice, feeling scared that he almost lost money. "Fortunately, I didn't ruin the skirt.

"

"Oh, who did Xio offend?"

In the dark alley, Forsi suddenly stopped and remained motionless.

The girl's soft back felt the cold chill.

A short blade shining with silver light was pressed against her waist.

"Are you looking for me?"
Chapter completed!