Don't Burn Them! Even Witches Have Value!

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Unconsciously, several days had passed.

After the lovely(?) (and sadistic) Miss Daina left, the client for the other large order also arrived at Blackstone Fief.

When the Viscount of White Pine's convoy drove into Blackstone Town, many townspeople came out of their houses to watch curiously.

For them, this was a rare sight.

However, compared to the imposing presence of the convoy, the condition of this team... was truly hard to describe.

Those carriages, which had originally been painted with the White Pine crest, now had their lower halves completely covered in blackish-brown mud, as if they had just rolled around in a swamp.

The horses pulling the carriages all had their heads drooping, and there was even a bit of white foam at the corners of their mouths.