‘…?’
However, a question mark floated up to Hamil’s face.
It was because his legs would not move for him.
‘What? My legs?’
While his right arm was constrained, it appeared that backsides of his knees were kicked on. Hamil’s legs were just hanging there lifelessly. He could not put any strength into them.
“You runts. Who are you?”
“Ugh…”
The old man gave an aggressive stare at Hamil’s eyes as he asked.
Overwhelmed by the old man, Hamil’s eyes darted about.
It was to find a way out.
‘Damn it…’
Looking at the side, before he realized, the maid beside the butler was long gone.
The maid that disappeared was already in the distance and had finished neutralizing Beta.
Beta’s state was even more gruesome than Hamil’s situation.
Perhaps it was a retribution for attempting to lay hands on the young master and the noble lady. Beta’s right hand was bent in a strange way, and she couldn’t even scream because the maid had used her hand to plug Beta’s mouth.
‘And I thought I had a feeling about this.’
Hamil firmly closed his eyes.
As he thought, in the end, they got busted.
“You runts. Where are you from?”
“…”
“You dared to lay your hands on our Young Master from Iphelleta.”
‘Did he just say Iphelleta?’
Hamil’s face turned completely pale.
If it was the Iphelleta family, the name belonged to the nobility that had earned the rank of Count from their swordsmanship alone.
* * *
“I thought I saw your face from somewhere. You were amongst that rotten bunch from a few days ago. Young Master’s words were indeed correct.”
At the back alley of Solia’s main plaza, two women stepped in to this place where hardly anyone was passing by.
One was Sera.
The other was Beta.
“Your association.”
Sera asked as she tossed Beta to the ground. She still had her wrist bent the wrong way.
In Sera’s chilled gaze, it appeared that there was a sliver of murderous intent. To an ordinary person, her gaze alone was enough to instill fear in one’s mind.
“…”
As if her lips were frozen solid from fear, or perhaps it was to keep the code among the thieves for her partner’s sake, Beta couldn’t voice anything.
“Well, that’s fine.”
Sera moved in a step toward Beta, who was on the ground on her stomach, and Sera sniffed the air to catch a scent.
As if she figured it out, Sera reopened the eyes she had closed a moment ago. Sera asked,
“…You are from Lower Solia?”
“…?!”
“Looks like you are wondering how I figured it out. It’s because you smell rotten.”
“Th-that can’t be? I masked it with perfumes?”
Beta, with a look that strongly showed her state of panic, buried her nose into her arm.
No matter how many times she sniffed at herself, she could only smell the scent of the perfume. There wasn’t anything like a rotten sewer smell coming from her.
“Since I’m indebted to that place for my childhood, for the old time’s sake, I will let you live this once. However…you must pay the price for attempting to lay your hands on my master and my lady.”
The heel of Sera’s boot was raised.
“N… No! Please!”
Sera’s boot was aimed toward Beta’s left hand.
Beta’s right hand was already twisted in shambles.
If she hurt her left hand as well, Beta was going to lose her ability to make a living.
“Ugh!?”