Zoemi and Miriette returned to whatever was left of the main building and returned to the spot where the six unconscious men were still laying down motionless.
"Now we have a dilemma on our hands..."
The helmet-wearing girl sighed with annoyance.
"Roiso said that she got rid of everyone except those here since they were unnecessary..."
The black-haired boy nodded and stood beside her, looking down at the barbarians they technically captured.
"The hex users and even the curse users were supposed to be rare. I mean, I don't doubt that Roiso would kill them off without hesitation, but would they really waste troops - however many they originally attacked this outpost with?"
Zoemi said, making a hesitant expression.
"It reeks of a trap."
Miriette shrugged her shoulders and frowned.
"Well, we already fell into one apparently, encountering another one right away is annoying but definitely possible. The only problem is, what kind of trap is this?"
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