Klark raised an eyebrow, slightly amused by Yui’s money-saving tactics. "Don’t you already earn enough from your salary?" he questioned, a playful smirk on his face as they strolled through the bustling market.
Yui frowned, defending her stance. "Sure, I do earn a decent amount, but why should I dip into my hard-earned cash when I can make so extra money through smart bets?" she retorted, determined to make the most of her resources.
Klark couldn’t help but chuckle at Yui’s determination. "Fair enough, but just make sure you don’t find yourself in unnecessary fights, alright?" he cautioned, his tone laced with concern.
Yui nodded, her eyes shining with confidence. "Oh, co on! If it ever cos to a fight, I’ll definitely co out on top! After all, I’ve trained with you, Ronald, Remi, and Jenna. So don’t underestimate my strength!" she chirped before swiftly darting off towards the direction of the gambling center, eager to try her luck and showcase her skills.
"Haha, looks like Yui has really taken a liking to gambling. But hey, she’s been on a winning streak, so I guess there’s no need to worry. Now it’s ti for to enjoy the market on my own!" Klark exclaid, a mischievous grin spreading across his face as he dashed off in a different direction.
Amidst the bustling crowd, a voice suddenly rang out, capturing the attention of everyone nearby. "The Orc Express has arrived!" the announcent echoed through the air, drawing all eyes towards the south.
Aurianna couldn’t help but be intrigued by the commotion, her gaze fixated on the approaching group of people. However, just as they were about to pass by her, another voice pierced the air, causing a collective gasp of surprise from the onlookers.
"What is Princess Aurianna doing here?" the voice exclaid, filled with shock and disbelief. In an instant, the lively atmosphere froze, and all movent ca to a halt.
Seeing Aurianna’s displeased look as they all stood up and sensing the tension, a young man among the crowd grew visibly nervous and quickly bowed deeply before her. As others observed his gesture, they too followed suit, bowing respectfully in acknowledgnt of Aurianna’s presence.
"That’s more like it. It’s a good thing you all stopped, because let tell you, if anyone had even dared to lay a finger on or shoved aside, I would have blown their head off," Aurianna declared, her tone dripping with a mix of threat and confidence. The intensity in her cold, yet captivating eyes sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to et her gaze.
"However, I’m feeling generous today, so don’t let my presence ruin your fun. You can all stand up now!" Aurianna proclaid, her warm smile contrasting with her earlier warning. The unexpected display of kindness left so people in awe, their eyes widened in surprise.
"Yes, Princess," the crowd responded in unison, slowly rising to their feet. Though many still wore nervous expressions, they couldn’t help but be taken aback by Aurianna’s unexpected deanor.
As whispers of astonishnt and curiosity spread through the crowd, a young man, srized by Aurianna’s elegance, couldn’t contain his admiration. "I had heard rumors that Princess Aurianna was cruel and ugly, but seeing her now, she’s nothing like what they say. She’s truly beautiful and kind," he uttered, unable to hide his fascination.
As his words echoed through the crowd, sparking murmurs of agreent and shock as they stared at this man like he was crazy.
"I see you’re new around here," another young man interjected, shaking his head. "That princess is one crazy fellow. So if i were you, I wouldn’t try anything crazy around her."
"But you guys keep saying such terrible things about her, and she doesn’t seem like that at all!" the young man argued, clearly perplexed.
"Well, she may seem all nice and dandy, but let tell you, I’ve heard stories. They say she feasts on the hearts of her enemies," the other young man said, his voice taking on a spooky tone. The young man who was once captivated by Aurianna couldn’t help but shiver at the chilling description.
anwhile, Aurianna paid no heed to the gossip and continued on her way. A sense of accomplishnt washed over her as she observed the fruits of her calculated strategy. "It was a clever move to make myself despised and hated by others. Now no one will dare to disturb . It was such a hassle dealing with that irritating crowd of people in my previous life," she mused, her face scrunching up in annoyance as mories of her past resurfaced.
Aurianna’s eyes widened in awe as she beheld the sight of ten massive boars pulling seven exceptionally long carriages, each spanning over thirty feet in length. The peculiar structure of the carriages left her perplexed, yet she couldn’t help but appreciate the intricate designs adorning them. It was the arrival of the Orc Express, the highly anticipated guest of honor in the market.
Suddenly, one of the carriage doors swung open, revealing a small, greenskinned man dressed in a fashionable and impeccably tailored suit. He gracefully stepped out of the carriage and offered a slight bow to the crowd before him. "Apologies for our delayed arrival," he announced, his voice carrying across the market. "We encountered so obstacles along the way, but fortunately, we managed to make it here."
So onlookers smiled warmly at the green-skinned man’s presence, while others wore disapproving frowns. Despite the mixed reactions, he confidently declared, "Now, the Orc Express is open for business the entire day!" His proclamation was t with thunderous applause and cheers from the excited crowd.
Aurianna, intrigued by the commotion and captivated by the stylishly clad greenskinned man, couldn’t resist the urge to explore the wonders offered by the Orc Express. She joined the throngs of people eagerly converging around the carriages, ready to imrse themselves in the unique experiences and treasures that awaited within.
In a flurry of organized chaos, the windows and doors of the long carriages swung open, revealing a multitude of male and female orcs, their formidable physiques a testant to their strength. With impressive professionalism and efficiency, they swiftly set up tents and ticulously arranged their rchandise, creating an aesthetically pleasing display that imdiately caught the eye of potential custors.
Amidst the bustling activity, the goblin host erged, commanding attention with their commanding presence. Their voice rang out with a blend of seriousness and confidence as they addressed the gathered crowd.
"Ladies and gentlen, we kindly request that you adhere to a set of rules while shopping with us." the goblin host chid in, his voice carrying authority and seriousness. "Racism of any kind will not be tolerated, and those who engage in such behavior will be promptly blacklisted. And let tell you, being on that list is not a place you wanna be."
He continued, emphasizing the importance of fair play, "Theft, attempting to demand goods without paynt, or any form of dishonesty is strictly forbidden. Such actions will result in imdiate blacklisting."
Leaning closer, the goblin host lowered his voice, adding an air of mystery and warning, "Moreover, attempting to enslave any of our hardworking team mbers is absolutely prohibited. If anyone dares to cross this line, they will face the consequences of dealing with our boss. Finally, regardless of your status or being human, we expect and demand respect at all tis. Everyone is welco as long as you’re respectful." the goblin host conveyed with a seriousness that hung in the air.
Completing his speech, the goblin host concluded with a passive but polite smile. It was clear that while they were here to facilitate a seamless shopping experience, they also intended to maintain a sense of order, fairness, and mutual respect within the market. The words resonated with the crowd, who listened attentively and nodded in understanding.
Amidst the diverse crowd gathered at the Orc Express, there were those who couldn’t help but be irritated by the words of the goblin host. In hushed tones filled with anger, disgust, and frustration, so individuals muttered their displeasure. "Can you believe their insolence? How dare they show such disrespect?" scoffed one person, their tone dripping with disdain.
Another woman, her face contorted in a mixture of distaste and annoyance, held a delicate hand fan to shield herself from the imaginary stench of the goblin’s confidence. "Honestly, where does he even get the audacity to speak like that?" she muttered with a haughty air about her.
However, not everyone in the crowd shared these sentints. For another group of individuals, the goblin’s words held little significance. Instead, their excitent bubbled over, unable to contain their enthusiasm for what lay ahead. Among them, a woman squealed in delight, unable to contain her anticipation. "Oh my gosh, I can’t wait to see the fabulous clothes they’ve brought this year!" she exclaid, her voice filled with eagerness.
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