Chapitre 111: We Aren’t Murdering

Adeline was now back in the Palace. She was inside her own quarter and was hurriedly collecting her uniform from the bed so that she could change into it and rush to the training ground.

Her mind was still hovering over the previous scene from the market. She was at least glad that the villagers were protesting against the corrupt tax collectors and the ruthless guards. When they were raising their voices against them and were even ready to attack them, she couldn't have been any happier.

"I wonder what happened at the village after I left from there. I would be so satisfied if those corrupt brats returned back with bruises all over their face and body." Adeline was mumbling to herself while taking off her gown and slipping into her uniform.