Chapter 443, chatting

Dorothy carried the suitcase in her hands as she walked down Nolan’s street. She tried her best to lower the brim of her hood to cover the uncontrollable smile on her face.

The thirteen consecutive victories in the Hearthstone Tavern not only gave Dorothy great confidence, but also an indescribable joy.

This feeling was like an adventurer who had just killed a giant dragon or found a treasure buried underground. This ‘great sense of achievement’.

“Jonassi! This is the sixth time you’ve hung out with those dwarves! I didn’t send you to Nolan to hang out in a shabby tavern like this.”

When Dorothy carried her suitcase to the opposite side of the street, she heard a woman’s berating voice.

She looked at the source of the berating voice. The source of the voice was a carriage. The door of the carriage was engraved with the insignia of two crossed swords and green leaves.