Chapter 103

The man who'd saved us from the goblin turned out to be Count Lincol's aide.

A familiar face in an unfamiliar place, on top of an already shocking incident.

Our first outing in Nobel hadn't exactly gone smoothly.

"Lady Diana, Your Highness, are you all right?"

Deblae greeted us courteously, checking we were unharmed.

"You said this happens often?"

Before we even finished exchanging greetings, what he'd said earlier was already bothering me.

"Yes, that's right."

No wonder the merchants had seemed so unfazed.

The way they'd packed up their stalls so quickly at the goblin's appearance, the way the few passersby had vanished right as every door slammed shut in unison, the whole coordinated response — I'd found it strange, and it turned out it happened often enough to warrant that kind of practiced reaction.

How far had Nobel's security actually collapsed? I let out a heavy sigh.

"This…