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Taresa Foxton forced herself to get up early in the morning - Mutianxidi's life is easy to develop the habit of getting up early, but it would be different if she slept on a cashmere mattress and covered with a quilt. The curtains were wide open and the warm sunlight poured on the floor in the room. After she arrived in Shanjin Town, she slept with the curtains closed on the first night, but it only took two hours to wake up.

She quickly turned over and got out of bed, walked naked to the window, stretched out her hand and gently tapped the transparent glass on the window. The colorful light flashed on her skin, outlining a slender and toned figure. Looking straight, many vendors have begun to set up stalls. They all hope to seize the business opportunities in the early morning of the Winter Festival. Bright colorful flags hung between the houses, making the town full of festive festive auspiciousness. This atmosphere is very different from the old Lordaeron. The flags flying in the distance are like being set to attract guests.

Thinking of this, Taresha smiled and turned to leave the window. Her room was well-tied, although it was just the house she rented. Breakfast was rolls, cheese and dried fruit. After eating these foods, Taresha knew that she would soon join the ranks of vendors. She was going to the town to sell handmade powder boxes and sweet dew. The ladies liked her things very much. Especially in a transportation hub like Shanjin Town, there were many nobles who liked her.

She quickly put on a coarse coat: plain tights, shirts with patches, and a wrap-around coat. She stood in front of the mirror behind the door to organize her clothes, combed her long blonde hair behind her ears, and secured it with a leather strap and copper hairpin. Taresa gently stroked her high cheekbones with her hands and slid along her cheeks to her chin. She was very satisfied with herself in the mirror. Her deceased parents kept telling her to pay attention to her appearance, but she already knew that outstanding appearance could bring danger.

Taresa put the wooden box full of powder boxes and sweet dew in her shoulder bag, and brought paper and pen. She opened the latch. Compared to Lordaeron, Storm Kingdom is a safe city, where there are no natural disasters. She doesn't have to face the violence that she is used to in other places.

During the days of the Winter Festival, Taresa made plans and prepared to make a considerable amount of money. She waved her hand and responded to the greetings of several passers-by, but did not stop to talk. When she first arrived at Storm Kingdom, she planned to live in Storm City, but the housing prices in the rebuilt city were too high. She could only temporarily live in Storm Town, live on low-rent housing, and then began to save money, hoping to buy a house in Storm City.

The high-rise buildings on the streets of Shanjin Town are all made of limestone bricks and cut-cornered wood, and the eaves of the Alvin Forest oak are everywhere. The streets are bustling with people wearing decent and low-key festive clothes. The messenger pushed the notice officer on the road and shuttled through the crowd. The carriage passed by and left two straight indentations on the snow.

Taresa was walking, paying attention to them and looking for any business opportunities to trade. A freshly opened bakery smelled, and the newly baked milky bread made her saliva. However, she did not enter the store, but stopped a woman with a charm and sold her several pink boxes.

"Happy Winter Festival, ma'am!" Taresa took a silver coin. The other party signaled that he didn't need to look for it. "I wish you a good journey."

There is no need to worry about rent for a week. Taresa began to look for the next customer. Many buildings have door lights installed, and the jumping fire added a bit of warmth to the morning air.

Taresa saw many couples walking on the street, both husbands and wives dressed in luxury, and should be made of imported Dalaran silk. Everyone else on the street looked at them with envy and admiration like her.

Like many girls of the same age, Taresa had thought about a happy marriage, but Lordaeron's incident broke her peaceful life. Her parents left one after another in the midst of hunger and coldness. Only herself was left. Without the support of her relatives, no one introduced her to her partner.

Taresa walked through the square in the center of Shemjin Town, carefully avoiding the messenger who was running to send messages. At this time, a bishop with thick beard wearing gold-edged cloth armor shoulder pads and a high hat came towards him. Taresa immediately recognized that this was an evangelist from the North County Monastery. The other party passed by her. She didn't care, because the other party would not consume in front of her.

When it starts to snow, she will return home. Throughout the year, Taresa is willing to choose a break for the special day of the Winter Festival.

"It's easy to fall if you run too fast in the snow." A man's voice came from behind her. He looked handsome, dark hair and smooth skin, which was a sign of wealth. His tone smelled of last night's glitter wine. "Since you want to make money, you should sell out all the goods."

Taresha ignored him and continued to walk forward. He followed her and chased her relentlessly, half because she was not awakened by the hangover, and the other half because she was too drummed by her wallet.

"Hey, wait a moment, don't leave in such a hurry, ma'am."

"It's snowing, I'm going home, I don't want to talk to you," she said.

He followed her and laughed loudly. "You've been selling those gadgets for women, right?" He looked at the shoulder bag on her shoulder. "You're saving money, huh? I've observed that you make a considerable amount of money every day, but your quality of life has not changed. You must be short of money, right?"

"Although it has nothing to do with you, it's right," she replied, secretly hoping that he could hear the disdain in her tone and walk away with tactfulness. On the contrary, he accelerated his pace and rushed to stand in front of her to block the way home. He looked her up and down, as if he was picking animals in the market.

"You little girl is quite eye-catching. You have lost weight, but you can get some food after a few meals. Today is the Winter Festival, and everyone should have some fun, right?"

"Not interested," Taresa said, thinking about how to leave. "Don't get in the way, please get out of the way."

"You hear that, I'm the Theo Weiss. Have you heard of the family? The great nobles of Stormwind." He continued to block her way with his body. "Today you should accompany me, I promise to buy all your things for three times the price. Do you understand what I mean?"

"No, thank you." Taresa said. She had never heard of this family. She only knew that the public security of the Storm Kingdom has always been bad. On the surface, the calm kingdom hides unknown hidden dangers. "Please stay away from me, otherwise I will go to the sheriff." She said calmly, "I don't need your help, nor do I need your money."

She realized that the other party wanted to reach out to her in anger, and she shrank her head in fear.

"What's going on?" The sheriff patrolling in the Shanjin Town discovered the abnormality between the two people on the street. "What are you doing?"

Taresa breathed a sigh of relief tiredly. "Sir, this man is drunk, he is harassing me."

The human in blue armor glared at the drunken ghost blocking Taresa. Compared to the past, Theo Weiss' arrogance disappeared. Taresa felt more and more that his introduction just now was lying. "Apologize to this lady immediately, then go home and sober up, and don't let me see you again!"

Theo hurriedly nodded and bowed to Taresa, then slipped away the second the sheriff waved his fist.

...

The fire in the fireplace increased the temperature in the house a lot. Taresa felt that her hands were no longer so cold. She exhaled a breath and began to count today's results...

There are three silver coins in total and twelve copper coins.

Whenever this moment comes, she is most happy, and she will put the money she earns into the small wooden box in the second layer of plywood under the mattress. The more money she makes, the happier she smiles.

Today is a happy day, and the hooligan you met on the way home was not enough to relieve her smile.

But the white notes on the wooden box are OK!

The first bell of the sunset in Shinjin Town rang, and Taresa felt the hair on her back of her neck suddenly stand up.

Notes? How can there be notes? Taresa only keeps her account in her book and never uses any white notes.

She didn't open the wooden box as soon as possible, and now there are things that she cares more about.

The words on the note are human words, and they are made of quill pens produced by Lordaeron. This is the other party suggesting his identity.

The note says:

Long time no see! You saved a lot of money, but you should want more, open the wooden box. We will meet soon.

Her eyes were stuck in her handwriting. Confusion arose. Long time no see? The other party was someone she knew and knew she needed money. Taresa began to be scared, and she felt that she was being monitored.

‘Is it the man named Theo?’ Taresa sounded the look of Theo when she ran away: it was the hunter’s eyes. ‘But he could not know where he was hiding his money. He could not enter the house by himself.’

Fear and panic made Taresha at a loss. She held the wooden box containing money and reacted for a long time before she remembered that she had not counted the money yet. If it was a thief... Taresha mistakenly felt that the wooden box had become much lighter.

The blonde girl opened the wooden box and then opened her eyes to the maximum. The wooden box almost slipped out of her hands.

The amount of money has changed, but not decreased. The old copper coins in the wooden box made Taresa very at ease, and there were not a single silver coins with bright colors. However, among the earthy and silver white, Taresa saw a new color, which was more exciting than the previous two.

Gold coin! One gold coin! One more gold coin in the wooden box.

Taresha took out the gold coins that shouldn't have appeared in tremblingly, confirming that she was not dreaming. The cold feeling made her heart almost melt.

Take a look at the notes: But you should want more.

Taresa understood that the gold coins worth 100 silver coins were left by the "visitor". But this made Taresa even more uneasy. What was the purpose of the other party doing this? Is it another playboy who is ill-hearted and wants to use money to get his own?

She wanted to throw away the extra gold coin, but she couldn't bear it. Maybe it was given to her by some good old man, such as Grandpa Winter. So in the end, she still let the gold coin "live" in the wooden box.

Unlike usual, she locked the door very early today.

"May the Holy Light bless!" Taresha said this for a long time. This sentence is often not effective if almost all humans say. A long time ago... it was too long. At that time, Taresha was still under the control of Brockmore. She prayed that the Holy Light could help her escape from danger. Then when her parents were dying, she prayed that the Holy Light could save her parents. No matter which time, the Holy Light did not respond to her. Gradually, the blonde girl lost her longing for the Holy Light. She didn't know who to believe, so that at this time, she had to once again rely on the Holy Light that had been forgotten by her.

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In the next few days, Taresha rarely went out, but there were more and more strange things. First, she woke up and found that there was an extra gold coin on the windowsill. Then, when she was adding dry firewood to the fireplace, she found several gold coins from the ashes.

The money brought her plan to move into Stormwind City almost a year ahead of her.

Who is it? At least she can't guess the other party's identity based on that letter. And when it's night, she will stand in front of the window for a long time to see if she can catch that person.

Variations finally came on the fifth day of the Winter Festival. The weather was very unfriendly on that night. The Alvin Forest ushered in a blizzard.

However, in the whistling wind outside, Taresa unexpectedly heard footsteps. Her heartbeat began to speed up. She could feel the other party staying in front of the door. Then the sound of an earthquake knocking scared her back several steps, causing her to hit the wooden cabinet where the vase was placed. The glass vase fell and broke all over the floor.

But Taresa didn't hear the broken sound. She looked at the increasingly unstable wooden door in horror, and might collapse in the next second.

"Who is it?" she shouted loudly, with a tremolo in her tone, hoping that this would make the other party retreat, but the result was counterproductive.

Finally, the door collapsed with a bang. The biting cold air mixed with the fragrance of wine.

"Ah, you're here!"

Taresa couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and the light and the wind and snow flying into the house challenged her vision. But she knew who it was when she heard the sound?

"Theo Weiss! It's you! What are you going to do?"

"I just want to find someone to drink with me." The person who broke into Taresha's house stumbled against the wall and poured two more sips of the spirits.

"I won't drink! This is my home, please leave. Otherwise I will shout for help."

"Look outside, is there anyone?"

This sentence made Taresa feel desperate. Not to mention humans, there wouldn't be even a bug in the wind and snow. In a trance, Taresa felt that she had returned to many years ago when she was a slave in Blackmore's castle, and that darkness was now over her head.

"Don't...don't come over!"

The smell of strong wine spreads in the air.

"Go with me and two drinks!"

"No, you're drunk! Get out of here!"

"A disobedient woman."

Taresa's cheeks were pinched by Theo with his hands. No matter how hard the girl struggled, she could not stop the other party's wine from pouring into her mouth.

Theo shouted loudly against the alcohol, calling Taresa a humiliatingly a lowly vendor. His words became more and more unpleasant, causing Taresa's eyes to burst into tears.

"Look at who else this time..."

Before the threat was heard clearly, Taresa felt much more relaxed, no longer drinking was poured on her face and clothes. Theo's strength seemed to have disappeared. But the facts were even more terrifying than she thought.

This human was going to the side.

A figure came into view, showing a light and slender outline in the dim light. The strong wind blew from behind her, driving away the strong smell of Taresa's nose and brought another more pungent smell.

Rotten corpse!

The man who helped her escape from danger held a purple dagger in his hand, and the other one was fixed to the back of Theo's head motionlessly.

Through the glimmer of light on the purple dagger, Taresa saw the other party's dry and white fingers, without flesh and blood, completely white bones!

"The Undead!"

"Shh!" Taresa's savior issued a dry warning, scaring the girl so much that she hurriedly covered her mouth with her hands.

"What a sensible little girl. I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Lilian Voss." Lilian said, pulling out another dagger covered in brain.

"Why are you looking for me?" Taresa asked, unable to believe that she could still speak. "Why are there natural disasters here?"
To be continued...