Chapter 73 Who Will Come With Me?
She couldn’t even begin to fathom how anyone could be so heartless.
Then, out of nowhere, Theodore took her hand.
She flinched.
He lowered his voice and said, “I’m quick on my feet. I can get you out of here.”
Margaret frowned. “We could just leave. But what about those women?”
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As she spoke, she gently pulled her hand free and fixed her gaze straight ahead. “I don’t know what you’re planning, but we’ve already killed all the bandits. The guards will be here any moment. If you don’t want to end up in a dungeon cell, you’d better let everyone go right now.”
“Who do you think you are?” a man in grey shouted at her. “What happens in our village is none of your
concern.”
The moment he opened his mouth, the crowd grew restless.
“You’re outsiders. What gives you the right to come to our Maplewood Village?”
“Exactly! Who said you could lay a hand on our providers?”
“Everything was going just fine. We sell this lot of women, raise the next batch of little girls a bit longer, and we can sell them for a good price too. But now you’ve killed our providers! Those worthless girls already know what we’re up to. How are we supposed to raise them to fetch a decent price now?”
“We were going to raise them to sell for plenty of silver. Now we’ll have to keep them locked up. It’s all their fault.”
“And even if we raise them well, we’ve got nowhere to sell them anymore. These two bring nothing but bad luck. They deserve to die.”
“They killed our providers. We should be the ones turning them over to the authorities.”
“Right! A life for a life. They’ve killed so many people. Both of them have to pay.”
The men kept cursing, one after another, looking as though they might charge forward with their weapons at any moment.
Right in front of them stood the respected village leader.
He raised his hand, and the crowd fell silent at once.
He looked calmly at Margaret. “You two heroes. Since you were able to kill so many grown men, you must be skilled fighters from the wild lands.
“We don’t know each other. There’s no bad blood between us. I don’t want to be your enemy, and I hope you won’t meddle in our village’s own affairs.”
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Chapter 73 Who Will Come With Me?
He narrowed his eyes. “Dawn is coming. You two should leave.”
Margaret clenched her fists tightly.
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She couldn’t believe these people had the nerve to say such disgusting things–calling the daughters they had raised with their own hands worthless, raising their children like livestock just so they could sell them for a better price.
And even now that they had been found out, they still planned to lock the women up from now on.
These weren’t people. They were a pack of demons.
The crowd kept grumbling.
“Why let them go? Make them pay for killing our people.”
“Yeah! They killed our providers.”
“And they know our village’s secret. We can’t just let them leave.”
The village leader glanced back. “A life for a life? A whole gang of bandits couldn’t beat them. You want them to pay with their lives?”
The crowd quietened down right away.
The village leader went on. “We’re not good people, but they’re not easy to push around either. We’ve kept to ourselves until now. Let’s just go our separate ways and forget each other.”
With that, he gave Theodore a meaningful look. “What do you say, sir?”
The world was bright and the crowd was thick, but even with all those living people around, Margaret felt a chill run down her spine–a cold wave of dread washing over her. It was the purest evil of human nature.
Theodore didn’t answer. He was waiting for Margaret to speak.
Margaret took a deep breath. “The whole village treats their own daughters like livestock. You really have a unique way of doing things here.”
She gave a cold laugh. “I wonder what the mothers think of all this?”
“What happens in our village is none of your damn business.”
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