The fight where Iola had gone alone to face ten men ended abruptly with the unexpected arrival of Moslin.

Reunited with Roberto, who had been moments away from a brawl, Moslin left the troublesome cleanup to Viretta and disappeared.

Falling in love, breaking up, and even reuniting—they were as passionate as twenty-somethings. In other words, utterly lacking gravity.

“…When you really think about it, didn’t she almost kill civilians just because they were noisy?”

“Exactly.”

Fitel and Mekkely, both kneeling at Viretta’s feet, clenched their fists.

So, it wasn’t just her who saw it that way. Viretta decided to bury the matter in her heart and turned her attention to the group of debtors one by one.

“Still, you tried to rob us of our belongings by pretending to be ghosts. I’ll be generous and forgive you all.”

“Do you remember that we almost died, roasted by lightning just moments ago?”@@novelbin@@

“Of course. But that’s balanced out by the fact that Iola almost died, too.”

“Your mage attacked us, though… No, never mind. Thank you for sparing us.”

Under Viretta’s sharp gaze, the debtors bowed their heads. In any case, they had barely escaped with their lives thanks to her mercy.

“Oh, come on, lighten up. She probably didn’t actually intend to kill you.”

“R-really?”

“Probably just half-kill you.”

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