When I arrived on the Jenni, the forest below where Lord Nazel and the others were located was in a terrible state.
Many trees had been torn down, and even the ground had been gouged out.
Perhaps it is Torre's work, but is that in the ground one of Lord Nazel's plants?
Whatever it was, I was glad to see that all the people who had been acting suspiciously seemed to have been caught.
After a while, Mr. Henry, Belle, and some soldiers from our side came from across the slope. They seemed to have followed Lord Nazel and the others.
Henry, who was physically weak, looked as if he would collapse at any moment, and was being carried by a strong soldier.
Belle was riding majestically on his horse-shaped beast.
It was pure white, moved gracefully, and looked regal. It had eight legs, the same as the magical beast in the mansion. I wonder if they are the same kind?
The soldiers moved briskly to capture the fallen barons and carried them back to town.
Finally, the lady who attacked Lord Nazel was hauled away.
"Uuh..."
She seems to be injured and walks protecting her leg.
She obediently follows the soldiers, but she loses her balance and falls to her knees on the ground.
"A, Are you okay?"
I rush over to the daughter's side to check on her leg and see that the ankle she was protecting is badly swollen. It looks painful.
"Could it be a sprain?"
If so, it would be tough to go down the mountain path.
"Um, I will take this person to town in a wyvern."
At the suggestion, the soldier with the lady gave a troubled look.
"But I cannot let the lady carry a criminal."
"That magic of hers, her hair grows thorns and is dangerous. I and Jenni can carry her without getting hurt."
"Th, Thorns?!"
This soldier did not witness the incident and did not seem to know anything about the daughter's hair.
Worried about me, he was hardly willing to entrust her to me.