Bab 42: Bandit

One, two, three, four, five, six, and seven.

Takeuchi counted a small figure with dark green skin, wearing a tiny brown shirt that fitted their body and dark pants without a booth or sandals.

Each of them brings their own weapons, seeing how confident they are, Takeuchi can guess that it wasn't their first time doing this. And there were seven of them.

And each of them stood in front of people in armour, ready to attack.

Although the people in armour were outnumbered—there were only six of them—Takeuchi was confident that they wouldn't lose.

"Wait!" a heavy voice interrupted.

An elderly man with a beard stepped out of the back of a carriage, holding his head as if he had a headache.

"Are you the leader of this caravan?"

Grimacing painfully, Rammond said. "Yes, I was their leader."

The goblin wearing a wide-brimmed hat smirked. "For our new king, leave your belongings here, or there will be bloodshed here."