Archer strolled toward the stalls. He activated his bracelet, sending a message to the girls to update them on his whereabouts and activities.
The first to respond was Nefertiti. He felt the jealousy in her voice. "You're not chasing any more girls, are you, husband?"
Surprised by the unexpected question, Archer chuckled before responding with a good-natured smile, "No, my succubus. I'm hunting down bandits for their wealth."
A brief pause followed before Nefertiti spoke again, her voice filled with affection. "Okay, husband. I love you, and be careful."
His smile widened at the warmth in her voice before replying. "Love you too, Nefi. I'll be back in a couple of hours. Tell the others."
As Archer approached the stall, the old woman behind it fixed him with a scrutinizing gaze. Her eyes narrowed with suspicion that seemed to penetrate through him.
"What do you want, dragon boy?" She inquired with a voice that carried the weight of many years.
