After arriving at Starnight Castle.
Phield let the "heartbroken" Charlotte go rest, while he himself brought a maid and guards to meet Grolova.
"Greetings, honored lady. Please forgive the poor conditions here. My resources are limited, but I have done my best to provide the finest treatment I can."
"Mm, hello." Grolova assumed the posture of a proper lady, placing her hands neatly in front of her. "I was truly terrified by those bandits. Can you understand that? I had just finished giving bread to the poor and was about to go to the church to pray when suddenly more than ten thugs burst in and violently took me away."
As if recalling a terrible memory, she covered her face.
"Heaven have mercy, I wouldn't even dare to crush a little insect."
Grolova wept softly behind her hands.
"Well, I deeply sympathize with your tragic experience," Phield said gently. "Why did those scoundrels kidnap you? Could you tell me? I will use that as their crime when determining their punishment."
