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Miguel, having leaped from the carriage, dashed toward a thicket of grass in the distance. Ian, emerging from beneath a chair, first assisted Lucy down before exiting the carriage himself. He appeared uncomfortable in his new gear, rotating his shoulders and limbs to adjust. The gear was primarily made of leather, but it was reinforced with thin plates of metal or chains at vital areas such as shoulders, knees, and chest.
"Be mindful that the Empire might dispatch pursuers. Keep that in mind as we proceed," Mev, who had descended from the carriage, cautioned.
Ian shrugged in response, "I'm aware. Don't worry. We'll move as swiftly as possible."
According to their plan, by the time the Empire received news of Lucy's whereabouts, they would have already set foot in the North.
"Phew. Wonder if something happened in the half day we've been away. I was quite nervous." Miguel returned, driving a hidden carriage from among the bushes, a purchase he had made personally from the outer city.
It served as another deliberate clue that Ian and Miguel were working together. As Philip and Miguel began transferring luggage onto the carriage,
"Sir Mercenary," a maid approached Ian. She was one of the survivors they had rescued during the night of madness.
"This is all I can offer as a token of my gratitude," she said, presenting a thick robe and cloak. She continued, "I've heard it's cold in the North. I hope this helps."
"...Thank you," Ian replied awkwardly, not having expected such a gesture of gratitude.
Not only had she prepared...
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