Emma's vanity crumbles.

Kiran was hesitant to assist Emma at first. "Let that arrogant girl get what she deserves. Not everything in this world can be obtained by wealth or aristocracy."

But the girl's voice was a never-ending shriek, as though she were being tormented. Driven by compassion and unable to take it any longer, Kiran went to the location of the sound.

Emma was howling with fear somewhere, not too close to Kiran.

The group of outlaws had already defeated her three other pals, the male nobles of Qingchang, Nethon, Feynrahel, and Arven. For now, they were put into burlap bags and drugged.

Emma, who was still aware, was abandoned because this girl was adamant about not being quiet.

"Help me!"

Like her three male buddies, Emma shouted as she was going to be thrown into the bag.

Emma's magic power had become immobilized in this state. Of course, with no attack magic at her disposal, all she could do was cry out for assistance.

With her hands inadvertently scratching Necho and Ptel's faces, Emma stagge
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