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Chapter 600 - Whispers Beneath the Awning

The rest of my errand unfolded the same way. I moved through the market like a ghost, acquiring everything I needed with cold precision and minimal interaction. What struck me most was how smooth it all felt now that my mana had mostly mended. Each transaction was a rehearsed play, every sentence I spoke an instrument of persuasion. People rarely spared me more than a passing glance; my illusion magic and the unremarkable cloak worked in tandem to divert prying eyes. If any stray gaze lingered, I felt it in the subtle tug of my senses, a faint prickling along my neck, but a slight shift of my posture or a deliberate nudge of arcane pressure usually sent them on their way.

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