Chapter 53

Though they held swords, as Iola had pointed out, it was obvious they were amateur bandits.

They didn’t have the air of seasoned criminals who lurked in the shadows. Instead, they looked like people ground down by life, forced to resort to this just to survive. Simply put, they had no backbone.

Their clothes were shabby, their weapons were flimsy, and one of them was even a woman pretending to be a man.

If even a half-baked woman had joined their group for robbery, it showed how pathetic they were. These people weren’t true bandits.

Yet, for some reason, they reacted violently to the name Medleidge. Not with hatred, but with outright panic.

“That’s a lie. The daughter of Medleidge wouldn’t come to a place like this. Not when even the head of the trading company wouldn’t bother!”@@novelbin@@

“Y-yeah, it’s a lie. If we check their belongings—damn it, the Medleidge emblem!”

The man rifling through Viretta’s belongings collapsed to his knees in despair.

It was as if the Medleidge emblem he found in her luggage was a symbol of doom. He looked ready to cough up blood.

The others who saw the emblem fell one after another.

“N-nooo! How can this be? Spare us!”

“Why is someone from that cursed Medleidge family here?!”

“Damn it, Medleidge! I’ve heard about her—the tall, arrogant, and impossible-to-deal-with daughter! We should’ve been more careful!”

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