It took Manfeld a while to regain his consciousness.
His vision blurred, and he felt a searing pain through his cheeks. It was pretty hard for him to open his eyes.
Damn it. That brute had broken the unwritten rule that nobles should not hit each other in the face.
He struggled to sit up, slowly shuffled toward the two frightened ladies and ungagged them. "Don't be afraid. I'll release you just in a moment."
The two ladies were too scared to speak, so they simply nodded.
Manfeld untied them after taking a long rest and said, "There you go. You're free now. Don't get caught by that person again..."
Manfeld believed that Mick Kinley would not have such a chance. Once everyone got on the ship, he would be under the watch of all the refugees. He did not think Mick would risk himself with so many people around him.
The women set free avoided him gingerly and immediately left the room at a trot. Their footsteps finally died away.
