F Rank Warrior and the Secret Room
Gerberga’s shaking only got worse when the woman looked our way.
“Calm down. It does not appear to be a ghost.”
The reason she had appeared to be floating in the air, was because she had been tied by her feet.
Because of this, it had been hard to see her clearly, but I now saw that she was a small girl.
“He-help me! This hurts!”
“Yes… But what are you doing here?”
I cut the ropes with my sword to release her.
“Thank you, young man. You saved me.”
“Mister Locke. She must be a thief. We should arrest her.”
“I don’t know if she is a thief, but trespassing is a crime. That is certain.”
Gerberga clucked with much force.
As the victim to such intense intimidation, he wanted a harsh punishment to be enforced.
“I’m so-sorry. I thought this house was empty…”
“It’s still a crime to enter an empty house without permission.”
Gerberga clucked and Luchila nodded.
“Even Lord Gerberga says it is unforgivable!”
“Oh, Lord Gerberga. I am so sorry!”
The girl fell to her knees and bowed.
Gerberga seemed to have calmed down.
He was a kind chicken, so perhaps he was feeling sorry for her now.
“So, what were you doing here? By the way, I am the lord of this house. Locke.”
“I am Luchila.”
Luchila said proudly.
“I-I am called Milka.”
Milka said with a bow.
“I’m sorry! I thought that this house was empty. And so I was going to sleep here…”
“You don’t have a house?”
“What about your family?”
“My father and mother died a long time ago. I had a grandfather, but he died recently.”
“I see. What happened to the house you were living in?”
“My grandfather had made some debts in order to raise me…”
“I see. That must have been rough.”
It must have been sold to repay his debts. She was lucky that she hadn’t been sold into slavery.
“Did you run away in order to avoid being sold into slavery?”
“Oh, there is no problem there.”
“King Eric put a stop to the slave trade. But 10 or 8 years ago, she would have become a slave for sure.”
“I see. So there is no more slave trade.”
It seemed like Eric was a good king, after all.
He did more than make useless statues and change the currency.
I had a newfound respect for him.
“I was just looking for a place with a roof after my house was taken…”
“And so you found this place.”
“Yes. But there was a trap. And that’s why I was like that.”
The baron who lived here previously must have set that trap.
I wonder why he would do that? I wasn’t sure.
As I was thinking about this, Luchila muttered.