“Ah, this lady is a lot of trouble.
So frail, so frail.”
While she staggered, unable to stand properly, and even coughed, her consciousness grew hazy.
Ayesha blinked hard, trying to wipe away the tears that blurred her vision.
“Her face has gone completely pale in that short time.
She must be ill.”
Zebin peered closely at her face.
“Anyway, women always make things troublesome in places like this.
Just a moment……”
Suddenly the man’s voice turned sticky.
“Doesn’t this actually work out well?”
“Why?”
“Well, we cannot drag this lady around forever, and this is a place where no one will know what happens…… And you know.
I said I liked this lady.”
The two robbers exchanged glances over her.
The sinister intention in their conspiracy brought her sharply back to her senses.
But she had already been dragged into the inn against her will.
Still, the situation was…
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