Foxin's Secret Business

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Helen, who had successfully recovered from the poisoning, decided to keep her newfound abilities a secret from everyone, including her father.

"I am uncertain about the number of traitors that may still lurk in the shadows or their identities. Revealing my abilities now would undoubtedly be perilous," I thought to myself, careful not to let my thoughts betray me.

In utmost secrecy, I made frequent visits to the library, immersing myself in books on elemental powers. "Mastering these abilities appears to be within my grasp," I whispered, my voice barely audible.

While diligently practicing my own powers, I also embarked on a clandestine mission to train Lusav in the art of martial combat. I had anticipated his keen intellect and natural aptitude for learning. Two months had swiftly passed since our clandestine training sessions began.

The sight of Lusav tirelessly sprinting across the grounds at the stroke of midnight, while I manipulated fire and wind with precision, had become an ordinary occurrence.

"Luzz, we shall be venturing outside today, so prepare yourself," I informed him.

"Yes, miss," Lusav replied dutifully.

Approaching my father, the Duke, I summoned the courage to make a request. "Father, might I have some funds? I intend to embark on a business endeavor."

"Oh, my dear child! After months of silence, you finally ask for something from me," the Duke exclaimed, visibly elated by my proposal. He readily granted me permission to utilize as much money as I required.

As the butler attempted to intervene, my father silenced him with a stern glare.

"If my daughter wishes to pursue something, who dares to impede her?" the Duke proclaimed, leaving the butler apprehensive and unable to utter another word.

"Luss, where we are heading today?" Lusav inquired.

"Do not address me as 'miss.' When we are alone and away from prying eyes, you may refer to me as Foxin," I replied, referring to the nickname I had acquired due to my fondness for donning a fox mask.

"Yes, Foxin," Lusav acknowledged respectfully.

Now possessing the skills to single-handedly face two skilled knights in combat, Lusav had transformed into an indomitable force. Despite the mere two months of training, he had proven to be an exceptionally fast learner, almost akin to a prodigy.

"Behold that edifice. That is the property we are here to acquire," I pointed out, gesturing towards an aged four-story structure, nestled among a handful of neighboring shops.

"What is your opinion, Lusav?" I inquired, genuinely curious about his perspective.

"You seek my... my opinion?" Lusav blushed, visibly touched by my inclusion.

"Indeed, even if your judgment differs, I am resolved to make the purchase," I confessed, a warm smile gracing my lips.

"It is an admirable building, but why choose a location with so few neighboring shops?" Lusav questioned, his confusion evident.

"Have you ever pondered the convenience of having all your desires met in one place?" I asked, my eyes sparkling like diamonds.

"Everything in one place? What do you mean, Foxin?" Lusav asked, his curiosity piqued.

"Hoohoo hoohoo, I shall become the world's first proprietor of a grand mall," I laughed, my ambition illuminating the room.

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