In the southern part of the Leite Kingdom, within the border of another kingdom, on a remote road lay various corpses strewn about.
Among the bodies dressed in orange military uniforms, there were also those clad in gaudy, varied attire.
"Hahaha! We've struck it rich this time!" At the end of the bodies, a burly man stepped on a soldier's corpse, brandishing a blood-stained Longsword, and looked down at three girls who had fallen to the ground.
Another slim man, also holding a Longsword, had a lewd expression on his face and echoed with a lascivious laugh, "Yeah! Such beauties! Hehehehe!"
The officer being trampled underfoot struggled to raise his head, issuing a difficult threat, "Are you mad? Daring to hijack Viscount's convoy?"
The stout man sneered and stomped harder, "Doesn't matter, most of our own are nearly dead anyway, only a few of us left. When we take the money and run, who will know that we did it?"
