Seeing the suspicious group before her, Harriet didn't have to wait long for the answer, because she finally saw a familiar face.
"Jake Scolecite," whispered Harriet.
He was the owner of a large auction house in the Capital. The handsome young man with dark grey hair sat on his horse and watched the group from behind. Looking at the situation, it seemed like the group had just resumed their journey after camping nearby to spend the night.
If Jake had been supervising the trip himself, it might have been a very important item that they were bringing with them. It was just that Harriet had a bad feeling from seeing the group.
And sure enough, just as they came to a curvy road between three high hills, where there was nowhere to run and it would be difficult to escape, suddenly the mercen
