Page 65 of Sumanika: Vol 2


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I shook my head.“No, are you mad?” I forced a grin.“Not this time, but maybe another time,” I proposed.

She clenched her jaw, yet smiled, luring me with her hand to my waist.“What about your dagger? I'm sure it’s not tired.”

“I lost it,” I replied, and she gritted her teeth.

“You lost your dagger? How is that even possible?” she asked.

I tried to avoid upsetting her, knowing she was the only one who could resolve this without complicating it.

“Umm, I need your help.”

“Of course,” she replied, standing up.

“Just wait here. Is he tall, rugged, one with the long beard?” She asked, and I nodded.

“Yes, that’s him,”

She walked out the door, and I immediately palmed my face.

I promise, this is the last time I will visit this place

After some time, she returned. I observed her entering with two glasses in her hands. Sitting down, she passed me a glass.

I tried denying it, shaking my head.

“It’s fruit juice,” she said, and I took it.

“What did he say?” I asked, and she sipped to rinse her mouth before me.

After spitting into the corner, she spoke.“That bastard came into my mouth.”

Because of my mother, I have always had a soft spot for women in this business.

“I’m sorry about that,”

“Don’t apologise,” she said,“but you can stay tonight.” Her voice held intense sensuality.

I chuckled, saying,“Maybe another time.” I didn’t want to upset her, as she had quite a temper.

“What did he say?” I asked again, sipping my juice.

“Um…” she smiled.“He said he’d use that for explosions. Like it would be filled with balls, and when fired, they explode and kill over a massive range.”

I took another sip.“How do I fire them?” I asked.

She shook her head.“He’s smart. He didn’t explain much, but mentioned something huge, as large as an elephant. However, he said that no one understands the design… yes, something like that,” she explained.

I took another sip, nodding.“Okay, thank you so much,” I said, placing a pouch filled with gold coins before her.

Just as I was about to stand up, I felt hot.

“Um-um. I told you, a night is all I need,” she said, and I immediately gazed at the glass.

“What was in the drink?” My voice came out loud and enraged.

She touched my cheek.“Nothing you can’t handle.”

I tossed it aside and glared at her.“Are you out of your mind?” I felt the heat in my body escalate, and sweat beads formed on my forehead.