Chapter 292: His Royal Legs Chapter 292: His Royal Legs This was normal life.

That’s when it clicked in his head.

Stop acting like a stranger, Abuchi.

If no one here found it odd, then neither would he.

This wasn’t some alien land.

He wasn’t in a jungle of wild laws and strange people.

Okay, maybe he was since Marka had such a reputation.

Still he was in Marka.

And right now, that made him a Markan.

He adjusted the strap on his shoulder, stood straighter, and pulled his hood down a bit more over his face.

Blend in.

Flow with the current.

That’s how you survive.

Two people ahead of him.

Almost there.

He inhaled slowly, then exhaled like he had just reached a mountain peak.

Finally.

This line business was…

interesting.

Not his thing at all, but still, something about it felt oddly satisfying.

Like being part of a slow, ticking system where your turn would come, no matter how long it took.

There was comfort in that kind of certainty.

But still, he glanced at the sky, I’ve been standing for hours.

Can I at least get a chair next time?

Or a stool?

Even a rock?

My royal legs aren’t made for this kind of punishment.

Then it happened.

The man in front of someone who was in front of him was done.

He picked up his goods, crispy yams, bundles of herbs, shiny fruits, and thanked the trader with a respectful nod.

he said,

Abuchi’s

small yellow

went blank for a

What’s that?

That’s not our currency.

His eyes narrowed.

That’s Marka’s money.

His heart dropped.

Oh no.

Oh no no no.

patted his pocket

what was in

shimmering, and absolutely useless

like trying to buy food

Wait a second….

the taxi drivers and that mob leader collect the Lionara money

because the equivalent in

want to make a

He suddenly felt hot.

to forget… I forgot the

Local currency?

Really?

Me?

Prince of Lionara?

at the yellow notes

paper, different design, different weight,

didn’t have any of

His mouth went dry.

him, it was

Abuchi stood still.

Okay.

Deep breath.

You’re smart.

You’re trained.

You’ve handled worse.

he couldn’t lie, this one felt…

Embarrassing, almost.

from planning how to evade royal investigators to forgetting to change his

fall

took one step forward, brain already racing for

to be a way out

hours, only to say “Sorry,

Not him.

still frozen as he watched the person in front of him, Abuchi’s mind

Okay… okay… think.

You’ve done this before.

dozens of kingdoms, festivals, grand halls, underground

how this

truth hit him

No, I don’t.

Not really.

to all those places,

with diplomats, stolen the

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