"Aysa, we were willing to give you some dignity out of respect for your status as a princess. But since you've chosen to throw that away, don't blame us!"
"Exactly! Before we kill her, we should savor the taste of this princess first. I've heard that princesses from the Caesar Empire are especially tender and juicy!"
The pig-headed man beside Make was already drooling with anticipation.
But just then, both Make and the pig-headed man noticed that Aysa—whether by accident or on purpose—had fled into a mountain town.
The town was densely populated and looked prosperous and bustling.
At this moment, the townsfolk had clearly noticed their arrival. However, instead of fear and panic, they watched on with curious interest, pointing and whispering among themselves.
"Hey, do you think they're humans or spellbeasts? They've got human heads but bodies like bats."
"I don't think they're human. No human looks that bizarre."
