Meanwhile, Serestia followed behind Alucard through the store, though not without noticing the displeased look on the face of the teenage girl, whose hopes of spending more time with him had now been shattered by the arrival of an imperial princess.
But what could that poor girl even say?
Even if Kiara claimed Serestia was not a princess here, courage did not bloom so easily in ordinary hearts.
So in the end, she quietly purchased several boxes of bullets and left.
About half an hour later, another pair entered the store.
The bell near the entrance rang softly.
Kiara looked up.
Malric had arrived.
And beside him stood a richly dressed middle-aged man whose robes alone looked expensive enough to purchase an entire street shop.
"Miss Kiara," Malric greeted with a smile, "this is my friend, Philip."
Philip slowly observed the surroundings before speaking with visible appreciation.
