Chapter 250 - Generous Donor

One week later.

Early evening, at the forest.​​

Menedelia and Rebecca were having a conversation while having dinner at the kitchen table.

"Child, I think we need to relocate to another town for my Fortune Telling and Palm Reading Business," Menedelia said.

"But why? Your business was already established in that area. Why do we have to go to another town?" Rebecca asked in bewilderment.

"I'm just thinking about the mysterious light. It might return to the shop to haunt me down. And the first place that it would come back to is the shop because that is where it first found me," Menedelia explained.

"You have a point, Grandma!" Rebecca replied. "So... when are we going to relocate to the next town?" she asked.

"At the end of this month. I will scout a store or room for rent in the town near the market for our shop," Menedelia said.

"Are we going to change house too?" Rebecca asked.

"No! We only go to the next town once a week and we don't have to leave this house. This is my home, our fortress. I won't leave this place unless it's a matter of life and death," Menedelia answered. "Besides, we can easily travel to another town using teleportation. It's not bothersome at all!" she explained.

Rebecca smiled and gave Granny a thumbs up. "So, how about tomorrow? Do we still have to report to your shop?" she asked.

"Yeah, I will inform my customers that I will relocate to another town, and I will only have two sessions left in that area," Menedelia said.

"Okay," Rebecca said and resumed eating.

They finished devouring their dinner and retired early for the night.

Meanwhile, at Zero's rented manor.

He called Hera to his room.

"My lord, I'm here!" Hera said.

"Put five thousand gold coins in a pouch. You will go with me to the fortune teller's shop tomorrow. You will personally deliver the gold coins to the old woman there along with my letter. I can't give the coins to her because Rebecca might react negatively after seeing me. I don't want to destroy her mood. I did enough damage to her. So, I'm not going to show up there and show my face to her," he said.

"Okay, my lord. Anything else?" she asked.

"That's all. How's Nini?" he inquired.

"She's loving this place, my lord. She's a cheerful child, always happy with everything! The only downside is she keeps asking me too many questions," she said.

"It's only normal because everything she saw inside and outside of this manor is new to her! She is naturally curious, be more patient with her," he said.

"I will, my lord!" Hera said.

"Did you already brought dinner to Sofia in the basement?" he asked.

"Yes, my lord! I'll return to her room later to retrieve the dirty dishes and bring them to the kitchen," she replied.

"Ok, tell her that she can finally go home next week. I'll personally bring her home," he said.

"Copy, my lord!" she said.

"You may go now," he spoke.

"Okay." Hera walked to the door and exited the room.

She walked into the hallway and vanished in the blink of an eye.

She appeared in the basement inside Sofia's room. The girl was busy with her knitting while sitting on the bed in the bed.

"Thank's for the dinner, Hera," Sofia said without looking at the white-haired woman.

Hera went to bed. "I have something important to tell you," she said.

Sofia stopped what she's doing and raised her head. "What is it?"

"I have good news for you! Next week you're finally going home!" Hera broke the news.

Sofia's eyes widened in happiness. "Really-?"

"Yes!" Hera smiled.

"Thank you so much!" Sofia exclaimed in happiness. Tears of joy rolled over her face.

Hera watched the display of emotion flashing on the girl's face. "Remember your promise that if we set you free, you will never tell a soul about this place. Alright?" she said.

Sofia smiled. "Of course! I'll keep my promise!" she uttered the words sincerely. "Can I bring these knitting tools and materials with me home?" she asked.

"Yes! You can bring all, including the clothes that we gave you," Hera said.

"Thank you!" Sofia said, looking forward to going home. She will never leave home ever again!

"I'll take my leave now," Hera said and picked up the tray. She vanished from the room in the blink of an eye.

...

The following day.

Menedelia and Rebecca arrived in town and went straight to the shop. They performed some cleaning inside and outside before they officially opened the shop to the public.

Here comes Menedelia's first customer.

The middle-aged guy entered the shop wearing a sad and worried expression on his face. "Good morning!" he said.

Menedelia looked at the guy. "Good morning, have a seat!" she said.

"Thank you!" The guy lowered himself on the chair.

"What can I do for you?" she asked.

The guy released a deep sigh. "Our cow vanished two days ago. Aside from our goats and ducks, that cow is very important to us, because we have many uses for it. We are using it to plow the land before I start planting crops and etcetera. I want to know who stole our beloved cow and where it is now!" he said.

"Did you happen to have the cow's leash, rope, or anything that comes in contact with the cow before it disappeared?" she asked.

"Yes, I have the cow's leash with me. It's the only thing left in the tree where I wrapped the rope," the guy said.

"Give me the leash," she said.

The guy opened the bag and put the leash on the table. "Here it is," he said.

"Okay, I'll try to find the location of your cow. Just stay silent while I'm doing my work," Menedelia said. "Wait... how many animals you lost your animals around that area? Is this the first time?" she inquired.

"Three times already. First, it was our horse, then our two ducks and pigs, and now our cow! I don't know what to do anymore. These animals helped us tremendously when it comes to our daily living. They all went missing in just one month, just weeks apart from each other," he said, teary-eyed.

"Okay, calm down. I'll see what can I do," Menedelia said. She holds the leash in her hand and closed her eyes.

The man stared at the three candles and released a deep sigh.

A few minutes later, Menedelia opened her eyes and sighed heavily. The truth is, the same neighbor stole the man's animals and sold them to the next town. If he will inform the guy about his neighbor, he will get angry. He will bring the machete to the neighbor's house, they will kill each other, and lives will be lost.

"Did you see where are my missing animals?" the guy ask.

"Yeah, they were taken by elves!" she said.

The guy's eyes widened in disbelief. "A-are you sure?" he asked. "But I don't believe in elves!" he said.

Menedelia sighed. "I understand. But what I'm going to tell you next will change your mind," she said.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Come closer! No one must know about this!" she said.

The guy went closer.

"When you go home today, go to your backyard and dig until under the lemon tree. The elves left a treasure there for you in exchange for your animals. You will see three gold bars in there that you can sell for a hefty price. Sell that piece of land afterward and buy another property in another town and live there with your family. Do not return to that land and never tell anyone about the treasure that you found under the lemon tree because it will spark gree, and people will kill you for that gold bars. Okay?" Menedelia said.

The guy nodded his head. "Got it!" he said. In his mind, he doesn't believe the fortune teller's claim, but he will still follow her instruction just to see if she's telling the truth or not.

"Our session is finished. Just follow all my advice to you. You and your family will be fine," she said.

"Okay, I'll go now. Thanks!" the guy said and went to the donation box. He dropped one silver coin and left the shop going back to his house. After he arrived at his house, he will start digging right away in the backyard together with his two sons.

Menedelia sighed as she watched the guy exited the shop. She knew that the guy was doubting her words. Wait 'til he will see the gold bars with his own eyes, and he will finally believe her claim.

Outside the shop.

The guy who went to the shop the other day with his brother was standing outside. The fortune teller's prophecy was correct. His brother stole the gold coins from the jar and died from the stab wound he received from the tavern brawl that night.

He was shaking his head. He was supposed to be dead along with his brother, but he evaded when he didn't steal the money! Shaking his head, he passed by the shop and proceeds to his brother's house to help his family with the burial arrangement.

A white haired-woman entered the shop carrying a big pouch.

Menedelia looked at the woman who entered the room.

Hera put the pouch on the table. "Hello... I'm Hera, and this pouch contains five thousand gold coins, a gift for you," she said.

Menedelia's eyes widened in shock. "Who the hell would give me that much money?" she asked in disbelief.

"Here's the letter from him. Please read it," Hera said.

Menedelia accepted the piece of paper and read it.

~Thank you for everything. I hope that this money can also help appease Rebecca's anger towards me. I can only apologize to her through this money~ Zero

"Do you have anything to tell him? I'll take my leave now," Hera said.

"Wait... give this message to him..." Menedelia said and began scribbling on the back of the paper.

A few minutes later, she finished writing her message and returned the paper to the withe-haired woman.

"Okay, I'll give it to him. I'll take my leave now," Hera replied.

Menedelia watched the woman left the room. She looked at the pouch and examined its contents. Wow, lots of gold coins inside!

Holy!

Rebecca entered the room. She just returns from her strolling outside. "Granny, I bought baby's clothes! It's a bargain!" she said and showed her the clothes.

Menedelia smiled. "Wow, so nice!" she commented.

Rebecca went inside the room.

Menedelia followed her inside and placed the pouch of gold coins on the wooden bed. "Keep this safe with you. It's five thousand gold coins, a gift from a donor," she said.

"What-? Where did it come from?" Rebecca asked in shock while rummaging through the gold coins. "This is a lot of money!" she gushes.

"Yup! A gift from a generous donor, keep it safe with you!" Menedelia said and went back to the room to wait for another customer.