©NovelBuddy
PREVIEW
... ound him.
Perhaps Baldwin had even put his own Knights as the stake.
I shook my head and sat down with a plop.
I sat down by the table where the man was sitting, and threw down the chips I had exchanged. All the gold coins in my hand had already been exchanged with chips.
To relieve Baldwin's grudge, I had to gamble and get the money back.
Of course, from the same guy who’d drained his money in the first place.
"What, a Pilgrim? Priests are now even allowed to ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE