49. Foreigners and a Royal Banquet

“Huff… Puff…”

“Hey, Malson. You did what you were supposed to?”

“…Yes. I stole the pouch of money, and I left a trace while running away.”

“But why hasn’t that damn boy followed you?!”

Thud!! The large man kicked the small boy.

“Cough!” Of course, the helpless boy collapsed onto the floor and coughed while breathing heavily.

“N… No! I made sure he noticed and followed me…! Ahh!”

“How dare you talk back, you damn bony boy!”

Thump thump! The boy clenched his jaw and groaned slightly from the ruthless beating.

“Hey, Bildy. He’s coming. Get ready.”

“Hm, is that so?”

“He’s insane for being that easy-going right now. Is he rich or something?”

“From the looks of his fair skin, maybe he’s from a rich family. It’s clear that he’s a naïve boy.”

“I guess he’s daring. But we have to retrieve the three girls without leaving a scratch on them. You know that, right?”

“All you have to do is support me well from the backline. Anyways, who is that?” The man called Bildy asked with a frown.

The large...