“We’ve caught five red foxes, enough to make a fur coat.”
One of the men, who looked like a bandit, cut the snare and hoisted Miho’s body over his shoulder, glancing at Sohwa.
“What are you doing here, Miss? This fox is my catch.”
Sohwa quickly wiped her tears and stood up.
“...I heard the fox crying and tried to free it.”
“By the way, why are you wandering in a mountain like this without a guide?”
Another man, with narrowed eyes, asked Sohwa.
“Besides, this is no ordinary mountain. The terrain is treacherous, and the area is full of ominous energy, making it easy to get lost.”
Another man chimed in.
“That’s right. Did you see the large house down below?”
Sohwa raised her head timidly.
Her appearance, with her silky black hair, doe-like eyes glistening with moisture, cherry red lips, and elegant neckline, was so beautiful that she seemed like a goddess descended from the heavens.
The hunters, astonished by her beauty, gestured awkwardly as they spoke.
