“Karlens Street No. 88.” I gave the direction and after only 10 minutes I had completely returned the sleeping damsel to her parents and was now inside once more to my good carriage.
The poor family reminded me of my own and thus, I adequately rendered them more assistance than what was necessary.
Though it gave me nothing in return but somehow I felt good inside. It’s great to do decent things for a change, I concluded. HAHAHA!
"Where to, Sir?" a mechanical voice queried.
“Pamela Street No. 69.” I answered. Time to go home and greet my family with riches and honors. HAHAHA!
"Hang on tight, Sir. We'll be there in no time." The compartment of the transport ship resounded.
“Has my purchases arrived on time, Nomad?” I asked the system something that I already knew the answer of. Sti
