Rosie's Games

Chapter 169: Upcoming Troubles

"Mr. Pratt it seems that you have forgotten about the first thing that we agreed on." She wanted to maintain her privacy.

"I did not," Pratt responded, confidence laced his voice. "These are mere thoughts of a small businessman who wants to earn some profits. After all, profits are everywhere as long as you know where to look. Don't you agree with me? Miss Lin?"

Her lips were thin. For a moment, she deliberated if she had been too hasty. However, she really could not remove it from her mind. Something else was going on in the North and the families of the Empires something that she did not know. And she needed to find out what it was because not knowing could get her into more trouble.

As someone who received the Blessing of the Goddess, she was bound to be in trouble. She was going to prevent this from happening as much as she could, but her rebirth caused a lot of changes in this timeline. She could no longer predict a lot of important events that might or might not happen in this lifetime.

Right now, she should prepare herself for the future. She thought about it long and hard and she realized that not only did she need gold, she also needed connections and... knowledge!

Someone like her, who grew up sheltered in her past life, would never survive without knowledge!

"You are right. It is indeed suspicious for someone like me to ask for that information. However, I can only tell you one thing and one thing alone." She took a deep breath as she composed herself. Talking to businessmen can be very troublesome. "Gold."

"Gold?"

"Whatever it was that I am going to do, I can assure you that you will earn from it."

"I don't need gold," Mr. Pratt stated.

In response, she snorted. She had seen this coming, a businessman that would survive the war and even use it to his advantage was not a simple businessman. "You wanted my services" she stated in a calm tone.

"Please do you blame me. it is just that the current situation is a bit special. The plague is not something that will disappear soon. I cannot take the risk."

"I can heal you and your people," Rosalind said. "For free." Naturally, the man is also worried about his people, his staff. After all, it would be really difficult for him to run a business without their help. Their conversation was interrupted when Mathies walked in with a new tea set. He placed it in front of Rosalind and Mr. Pratt. The steam from the tea made its presence known as the water inside the small teapot started boiling.

"Gold is nothing when you are ill Mr. Pratt. You should think about it," she added. She knew it would be easy to convince him once she used her skills to sweeten the deal. She knew that the information that she wanted was not easy to acquire. After all, the seven families would never reveal their secrets to the continent.

This was why she was somewhat prepared to offer him her skills.

"Then we have a deal," Mr. Pratt said. "Miss Lin's words really assured me this time. In fact, I am already having problems since a few of my guards caught the disease and we were forced to quarantine them."

She guessed it right, the man just wanted her to heal his staff. Obviously, she had no problem doing this, after all, this was her opportunity to absorb more darkness from the infected people. She had been absorbing a lot of darkness in the past few weeks, but for some reason, she did not feel the fullness that she used to feel in the past.

In fact, she wanted to absorb more of it.

Rosalind had the feeling that this change had something to do with the incident on the cliff. At that time, she had over-exhausted herself as she fought for her life. She knew that one mistake could kill her, but she did it anyway. In the end, her hair turned white and her abilities improved by leaps and bounds.

After that conversation, the two enjoyed their tea before Mr. Pratt brought her to the area where they kept the staff who were infected by the curse. With her robe that covered her face, Rosalind started absorbing the darkness, healing the staff working for Mr. Pratt.

Once done, she wiped the sweat on her forehead, and as payment, Mr. Pratt handed her the information that she wanted. Everything about the Seven Families and their dirt.

She tucked it safely into her spatial bag before she bid the businessman goodbye.

"She really did it," Mathies muttered. Despite how much he tried to keep a serious look on his face, his eyes were unable to deny the excitement that he felt inside.

Someone healed their staff. Someone healed the curse.

Those two sentences could easily create more trouble than good, especially when uttered outside of these walls. Because of this, Pratt had to maintain a calm look and was forced to pretend. He could not show anyone how happy he was. After all, many people are watching the black market.

"You and I will forget about everything the moment we leave that door" Pratt stated. Luckily, those that Miss Lin healed were unconscious at the time and had no way of knowing who healed them. Right now, the only ones who knew about this were Pratt and Mathies. The two of them looked at each other before they nodded without saying a word.

The situation outside of this merchant house was not that good. Many houses already chose to close their business and move to smaller kingdoms. They knew that trouble is brewing.

The fact that someone like Miss Lin would start asking about the Empires was enough to prove his suspicions.

"I have read books about"

"Mathies, you may leave now," Pratt said.

"But I was just about to tell you about "

"The walls have ears Mathies, they have ears," he warned as he closed his eyes and thought about the next coming months. The creases in between his brows deepened. Ah, it was going to become more troublesome from now on, he thought inwardly.