Murphy responded:
"My warriors have not fully adapted here, they are too weak now, but they might be able to serve as your personal bodyguards in the future if you can afford the price.
By the way, Milian, do not proclaim their real identity once we return to the city, just say they are from Morlan village."
"I understand."
The redhead waved her hand and said:
"It's clear that your summoning magic is a secret technique. Don't worry, I won't run my mouth and reveal it. Instead, it would be more fitting to say they come from the northern mountain region.
No one will question strange behaviors of the mountain people, whose language is inherently difficult to understand.
It perfectly matches your warriors."
"Thanks, I will consider it."
Murphy opened the carriage door and jumped inside.
He knocked on the black coffin board in the carriage. After a moment, the coffin board slid open, revealing a disgruntled face of Lady Phemys.
She was rubbing her forehead, saying:
