Seol Jihu kept true to his words.

Though he may be a kind leader to those inside his fence, he showed no sympathy to those who crossed the line.

As a result, Kishi Yukino and the other captives had to run all day while tied to the carriages. The one or two people who tripped and fell were forcefully dragged along the ground until the carriages stopped.

The saving grace was that the ground was soft from the rain that had fallen this past couple of days, but that didn’t mean there was no force of friction or terrain features like the rocks and tree trunks.

This naturally meant that the collapsed captives had to suffer through a burning pain while being dragged along the ground, screaming every time their skin scraped and tore.

However, they became quiet once six or so days went by.

The carriages came to a stop once the sun set on the seventh day.

After eating dinner, the members of Valhalla discussed how to divide the stolen equipment under Seol Jihu’s permission before falling asleep.

Seol Jihu also crawled into his sleeping bag but woke up after feeling someone shake his body.

Eun Yuri was turning her body left and right while yawning widely.

It was time to change the night watch.

Seol Jihu checked on the captives as soon as he started his shift.

Two of them were smeared in blood from head to toe. Seol Jihu wasn’t sure whether they had collapsed or died.

The other three captives, who were covered in dust, looked fine in comparison, but they were still sprawled on the ground like dead frogs.

While it seemed like he had nothing to worry about, Seol Jihu still checked their status windows with the Nine Eyes.

Only after confirming that their ‘current condition’ was ‘heavily injured’ or ‘critically injured’ did he turn away.

‘Hmm?’ Seol Jihu stopped before he could even walk a few steps.

A night watch usually had two people standing watch.

The woman keeping watch with him was sitting next to the campfire.

‘Noona?’

It was Seo Yuhui.

Curled up with her arms around her knees and her half-buried face staring dazedly at the campfire, she looked a bit pitiful.

What had been worrying Seol Jihu the most during this return trip back weren’t the captives or the future events, but Seo Yuhui.

Though she tried hard to mask it, after finding out about Seo Yuhui’s circumstances,...