"Eh? Aunt Claire, there—"
"Shh! Alice, don't make a sound! Let's get out of here!"
"Um... okay."
Clea pushed the wheelchair and was about to return the same way.
Alice was still watching the battle in front of her when suddenly a flash of white entered her field of vision. Although it was only a flash, Alice immediately thought of someone.
"Wait, Aunt Clea, it's her, that sister!"
Clea was stunned.
"That sister? Alice, what are you talking about?"
"That's the sister who helped our orphanage before!"
Because of her mobility problems, Alice had to stay in the orphanage most of the time. She also happened to run into Micko who came to donate money to help the orphanage.
Although the other person was wearing a hood, Alice was still able to see her face at that time.
Because Alice was young and seriously ill, she looked so pitiful that Micko couldn't bear to leave her, so he comforted her with a few words. That's how Alice got to know Micko.
Although Arthur and Clea were told about this, Alice only knew that Micko had white hair and could not describe most of his other features, so Arthur and the others did not know who the chivalrous thief who helped the orphanage was.
Claire was caught in a dilemma. If it was just an ordinary gang fight, she would have immediately taken Alice and run away. But now the person being besieged was the benefactor who had helped the orphanage, so she couldn't just leave.
But she and Alice had no fighting ability at all, and in such a remote place, the guards would not come at all, nor would they dare to come casually.
"If only Arthur were here..."
Because he had to take care of Alice, Arthur did not choose a study destination outside of Langard. However, even if he did not leave Langard, the time to return to the orphanage would become much later. Now it was still a long time before he could come back, and it was too late.
But just when Clea was hesitating, the situation changed again...
"Damn it! What's wrong with this guy? How can he be so agile!?"
Nearly one-third of the people besieging Miko have fallen, but Miko is still alive and well, and is not seriously injured.
"Damn it! If we keep going like this, we're going to get killed! We have to change our strategy!"
A man in black robe was trying hard to think of a countermeasure. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Clea and Alice not far away from the corner of his eye.
"Well, those two people... the clothes the woman is wearing, are they the people the church sent to the orphanage?"
"Wait! I remember now... There is indeed an orphanage nearby, and according to intelligence, this thief seems to have connections with this orphanage..."
“… There’s a solution!”
The man in black robe stared at Clea and Alice with malicious eyes.
"Hey, help me hold her back!"
He yelled and ran towards Clea and Alice.
Miko naturally heard this sentence. She followed the direction the man was running and saw Clea and Alice.
"Oh no, that child is the one from the orphanage—"
"Don't even think about it!"
Mika ran as fast as he could, trying to catch up with the man and stop him.
But after hearing what that person said, the others directly stood behind him. Unlike before when they could wander around aimlessly, Mickey now had a clear goal and was targeted instead. The pressure increased dramatically and he was blocked in place, unable to move forward.
“Run—!”
She could only yell at Alice and the other person.
When she saw one of them rushing towards her and Alice, Claire immediately realized that something was wrong. Now was not the time to think about whether to leave or not. She hurriedly pulled the wheelchair and ran.
But she might not be able to escape alone, and in this situation, it was even more impossible for her to escape!
"Aunt Clea, please go away! Leave me alone!"
Alice cried anxiously.
"No, how can I abandon you? Damn it, if that's the case—"
Clea pulled out a knife and stood in front of Alice.
"You, don't come over here!"
"Ha~! What do you want to do with that toy-like thing~?"
The man in black rushed to Claya and knocked the dagger out of her hand.
Then another kick flew out and hit Claire in the abdomen.
"ah--!"
Clea fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.
“Aunt Clea—!”
Alice was so anxious that tears were about to fall.
The man in black robe looked back and forth between Clea and Alice, and chose Alice, who seemed more likely to inspire sympathy.
He grabbed her right hand and lifted her out of the wheelchair.
"It hurts! Let me go, let me go!"
Alice struggled to break free from the black-robed man's hand, but that hand locked her wrist like an iron hoop, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move it even a little bit.
The black-robed man lifted Alice into the air and shouted to Miko:
"Hey, you little thief, if you don't want her to die, stop resisting right now!"
As he spoke, he waved his sword in front of Alice, the threat clearly evident.
"You bunch of despicable people!"
Miko glared at him angrily, his eyes almost spitting fire.
"Haha~, yes, we are despicable. So what if we are despicable? As long as despicable people can win, then despicable people are the best~!"
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