The summer sun was burning hot.

A noblewoman was riding her horse along a country road surrounded by green wheat fields that had not yet ripened. She appeared to be bothered by the bright sunshine as she pulled her robe deeper over her face.

She was wearing an ordinary-looking robe, but the pedigree of the well-trained horse that she was riding indicated her esteemed status.

The escort knight glanced at her and said, “Miss Heretia. Should we take a break?”

Heretic shook her head and pointed at a small farmhouse located not too far away.

“No, I think we’re almost there, anyway. Let’s just walk for a bit more.”

There was a small farmhouse on a low hill. It looked old, but it seemed clean and well-maintained.

The knight reached out his hand to Heretia and said carefully, “Are you able to walk?”

“If I want to get used to walking, then I have to walk more.”

Heretia got off the horse and carefully stepped on the ground. An exquisite prosthetic leg was revealed, but it was soon covered by her skirt.

Heretia looked like she was having a hard time keeping her balance, but she eventually managed to place her other foot down.

The knight kept a close eye on Heretia’s movement while quietly following her.

Shortly after approaching the farmhouse, a small child appeared. The child looked at Heretia with curious eyes and soon ran inside the farmhouse. Soon, the other children rushed outside to stare at Heretia with only their faces poking out.

Among them, a girl who looked to be about ten years old quickly ran out while wiping her hands on her apron.

“Hello. What brings you here?”

“I’m looking for the landlord of the farmhouse.”

Soon, the door opened once again. A woman with bright blonde hair and odd eyes came out of the door. The woman’s eyes were odd because one of her eyes...