After losing the battle, only one outcome is waiting for Sarika.
She was immediately restrained. Both of her hands were tied tightly behind her back.
"Ouch! Can't you be more gentle?" Sarika complained, wincing at the rough treatment she received.
"Stop your fake whining, my lady. I know you're not a typical pampered noble lady." Agent No. 45 tightened the ties, ensuring there was no chance of Sarika slipping free.
She couldn't afford to let her guard down when handling the duke's daughter.
Her strength and prowess are well known.
As someone from Ryntum, who hasn't heard the name of Sarika that captured cities one after another.
Although Sarika was defeated, her fame did not diminish.
It felt almost surreal to be the one capturing such a renowned figure.
Who would have thought their paths would cross like this?
Sarika pursed her lips, disappointed that the woman didn't buy her act.
