"What about you staying here? Miss," he asked.
"Don't worry, it's very safe around here," Eileen replied with a smile. "You don't have to worry about us."
Panveche nodded, still somewhat uneasy, but he mounted his horse and left.
After old Panveche left, only Eileen, Scarlett, Anna, and Catherine, four women, remained by the roadside.
Left alone in the vast, uninhabited wilderness, looking into the distant horizon, Catherine suddenly felt a trace of fear.
"It isn't dangerous here, is it?" Catherine clutched her sister's arm tightly and asked timidly, "Could there be wolves? Or bandits? Criminals?"
"Wolves? No, wolves rarely appear here. Montaigne has taken care of them quite thoroughly," Eileen reassured Catherine gently.
Scarlett wasn't scared at all; feeling a sense of triumph, she proudly informed Catherine, "There are no bandits or criminals either, because Montaigne has also dealt with them quite thoroughly."
