Chapter 143: Shadows in Riffridge

As Oasis sat in the inn with his guards, whispers began to ripple through the dimly lit room.

Word of men distributing food and money had already reached the ears of the patrons, sparking quiet gossip.

"Did you hear? Some noble’s been handing out food and coins," one patron whispered to his companion, his voice low but full of curiosity.

"Yeah, I heard! Who’d do something like that in Riffridge? Must be someone from another town," another person murmured.

"Who are these people?" a woman muttered. "Could they be connected to the city lord?"

"Maybe they’re from Belvan. I heard rumors about nobles from that region," someone else suggested, cautiously glancing around.

As the quiet chatter continued, Oasis stood up with his two guards, the candlelight flickering off their well-tailored clothing.

They made their way toward the inn's counter. The room had grown darker, with the lamps now fully lit to mark the arrival of night.

"Can we have a room for the night?" Oasis asked calmly, his gaze

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