Reysha holds her head in vexation as she sighs while she sits on a stump of a tree.

Right now, the bandits are garbing themselves with their sorry of an excuse run down clothes in their shack. Reysha insisted on seeing their base as they could lose none anymore at this point.

Reysha also learned their names by their conversation.

It seems their leader is called Falikh and his redeeming quality is his rare violet eyes. That’s all…

The guy with brown frizzy hair is Amadeo and it seems he likes cleaning and gardening. He likes gardening is something I assume as we arrive at the shack, there are flowers surrounding the place and he seems to be taking care of it. There are also abundant stocks of vegetables.

 The silver haired guy with a mole under his left eye is Hansen. He mentioned earlier that if he could get any sewing materials, they won’t be wearing this ragged trousers is what Reysha Heard.

“I’ll consider lending him some in the future if they aren’t in jail that is. I can’t wait to turn them in!” is what Reysha plotted menacingly as she grins to herself.

Reysha plans to make them to a bandit worthy deed. If they do, Reysha will jump in and beat them up and then she will turn them in.

It’s quite an erratic thinking but Reysha is willing to use her influence and fame so the security force will just solely believe her even if these bandits rat her out.

She is fully aware too that she can just walk away from these idiots. It’s not like she should be the one to subjugate them, there are a whole lot of adventurers out there that will do that job. Murdering them is an option too, but as expected, she won’t go to that extent because of her lingering moral from her previous life.

In the end, she decided to play along with these morons for a little longer.

“We’re done!” shouted by a familiar voice coming from inside the shack. It came from the leader of the bandits, Falikh.

With a refreshing and cheerful smile, Falikh comes out from the shack. Of course, that smile comes off as disgusting to Reysha.

Followed by Falikh, came out the other bandits.

They are wearing plain brown trousers accompanied by leather boots. The leather bag hangs from their waists and somewhere in their waists too, their feeble swords hangs. Apparently, they wear matching trousers but they wear their clothes differently from each other.

“It took you guys too long. Are you guys a bunch of shy maidens?!” blurted mockingly by Reysha who starts to tap her foot on the ground repeatedly.

“You are just hasty for a young lady, Miss Reysha.” sheepishly replied by the man with strong and huge body, donning a well trimmed black hair and with brown pupils which leave an impression of a reliable man. His name is Lars. But, contrary to his body frame, he gets shy easily.

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Reysha, upon the quick rebuttal of Lars, snaps back at him with a leer.

“I’m already sixteen years old.” Is what Reysha said with as-a-matter-of-fact tone towards them.

“You’re older than me?!” exclaimed by the astonished Falikh as his jaw drops. “But you look just like twelve years old to me!” is what he additionally said.

Reysha raises one of her eyebrows from Falikh’s remark. She contemplates a little but dismissed the issue about the age because she simply thought “Even if they are twenty, thirty or even forty years old, I can’t shake the fact that I am more than seventy years old if I add my age from my previous life.”

And so, she just breathed a sigh.

“Okay, you lot, let’s get down to business.” She said as she crosses her legs.

The bandits look at each other with complicated faces. They honestly don’t have any idea what is Reysha’s thinking. They don’t have any other choice but to follow this whimsical little girl because she holds their lives in her hands.

“There’s a carriage with a rich passenger is going to pass this forest. Why don’t you guys try to rob them right now? They’ll be at the forest path in just five minutes or so.” is what Reysha explained to the bandits as she circles her hand in the air out of boredom.

Certainly, right now, the sun is setting which is an ideal set up to rob a carriage that is passing by. But the bandits have their thoughts aligned with something right now.

“Why are you the one giving orders about robbing!?” is what everyone had in their minds.

Reysha ignored their funny faces and proceed in beckoning them to come.

“My little plan is in motion and by the end of the day, all of you are going to jail!” she mischievously thought to herself as she leads the bandits.

In a certain forest path, a carriage traverses the dimly lit place as the sky turns bright orange as the sun hides from the face of the world.

A noble maiden boarded inside the carriage together with her female attendant.

She peeks out of the carriage as she uses her arm as a stand for her pretty head. Her brown glossy hair gently sways with the breeze. But despite her astounding beauty and standing in life, she heaves a heavy sigh.

Like every girl all around the world, the noble girl, Astra, dreams of a romance-filled life where a handsome partner will hold her hand and even have a dance with her in a colorful and majestic dance hall. No, even if it is not in a dance hall but in a rosy garden.

As those thoughts swirls inside her head, she heaves another heavy sigh…

“WOAH!” shouted by the coachman who drives the carriage.

The carriage abruptly stops at its track, violently shaking, making Astra hold the railings of her window for support.

“Bandits…” muttered by her attendant.

Astra is attacked by fear and she starts trembling. She never thought that bandits are still looming in this forest.

She holds her own hand in her chest and started praying. She can see her fantasies from earlier starting to crumble pieces by pieces.

She is fully aware that bandits are brutes and brawny people that would rob and rape women as they pleased. That insight alone made her almost wet her own self.

She retreats her body further inside the carriage in fear. In that moment, she prepares her heart for the worse.

CLICK

The carriage door handle was opened and it slowly opens.

And from the outside, she saw a man.

A dazzling and handsome man with a velvet beautiful eyes and heart taking flowing blond hair, wearing a ragged garb but what he wears doesn’t even matter to her anymore.

Astra unconsciously held out her hands to the man, and the man takes it and guides her out of the carriage. And as she did, she cannot believe what she saw…

More handsome men came into her view, even though they garbed with ragged clothes.

Her heart flutters at the sight.

“Missy, we are here to take everything from you. Would you kindly do as we say?” said by the blond haired man with a smile.

As for what she said, “Please…take me too!”

Reysha, who is watching in the shadows, holds her head in frustration and vexation.

She grits her teeth because of the unexpected development and her body shook from its very core, cringing and regretting.

“At this rate, they didn’t even try to steal anything! That girl just voluntarily gives away everything!!” is what she shouted inside her mind.