Lucian and Rina went to the market. Rina, amazed at the sight of the sprawling market with its wide, crowded streets and countless shops, couldn’t help but gasp in shock.
"Brother, this market is even bigger than the one in Wimark. It’s so beautiful."
Lucian nodded. "If you like anything, feel free to buy it."
She hummed, then looked at the rows of shops in confusion. "There are so many shops. How will I know which one is good and where I should go?"
"Every shop is good. Just choose any one."
Her expressions turned anxious. "Brother, I have never even dared to look at such big shops before, let alone enter one."
This reminded Lucian of the poor life they had endured. She wasn’t wrong to feel overwhelmed and indecisive. She was still so young and had no experience buying anything of such value. The clothes they wore were always made by Gwen. There were only a few instances when their father bought clothes for them, and when Lucian started working, he began to buy things for the family.
Even though he was a lord by birth, Lucian was raised in poverty because Gwen and Paul had no resources. After he became able to work, Lucian started building his force with Paul’s help, who introduced him to the survivors of Mortimer’s attack. These people were secretly rooting for Lucian to one day take over the northeast. They were all loyal to his biological father Colin Rainier and supported Lucian in secret.
It took Lucian a long time to build his loyal forces. Even after he started looting Luis’ wealth in past one year, he didn’t use it for personal gain and continued to live the same modest life. He only used the gold and silver he acquired to feed the people working for him.
But now, with his wishes finally fulfilled and the wealth officially became his, he didn’t mind using it for his family, who had sacrificed so much for him.
"Brother," Rina’s voice brought him back to reality, "You’ve been to the capital for a long time. Don’t tell me you really don’t know which shop to go to."
Lucian realized she had a point. Thanks to Erin, he had been to various shops. He guided Rina to the ones Erin often visited.
"Go to that shop. I’ll be back in a while. You can select whatever you want, and I’ll pay once I return," he instructed.
"What? You’re not coming with me?" she asked, feeling a bit wary about entering the shop alone.
"I will, but I have to meet someone first," he replied, his gaze following a man across the street who was waiting for him. The man was one of his own.
"Alright, but don’t take long."
Lucian nodded, watching her enter the shop before crossing the road to meet the man. frёewebηovel.cѳm
Rina, still hesitant, stepped into the shop. A salesgirl approached her, observing her carefully. A young girl with her brown hair set in two braids, wearing ordinary clothes. From her appearance, it was clear she wasn’t from a noble family.
"Little girl, have you lost your way?" the salesgirl asked gently.
Rina shook her head. "I am here to buy a dress."
"Umm, little girl, the clothes here are expensive. Are you sure you can afford them?"
"My brother can afford it. He has lots of money."
The salesgirl glanced at the door. "Where is he?"
"He’s gone somewhere, but he said he’d return soon. Until then, I can select a few dresses for myself."
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