Chapter 55 Salvation and Revenge
The two sturdy men didn’t seem to notice Roger approaching. They continued dragging the woman roughly, step by step toward a carriage. On the carriage, a coachman was waving impatiently at them, urging them constantly.
Roger walked up without a word and slammed both his fists into the backs of the two men’s heads. They were likely only first-level warrior apprentices, and they collapsed instantly under the force. Without pausing, Roger lunged at the coachman.
The coachman saw the two men go down and was so terrified that he nearly pissed himself. Grabbing the whip, he tried to flee. But before the carriage could move, a foot smashed into his face and sent him flying. Roger peered into the carriage and saw some hemp ropes and cloth piled inside—likely meant to restrain the girl. He didn’t let it go to waste, using the rope to tie the coachman tightly, then gagging him with the cloth.
Walking over, Roger tried to comfort the frightened girl while removing her hood. But the moment he pulled it back, he froze. The woman was none other than Jessica—the same woman who had shared a night of pleasure with him not long ago. Her hair was disheveled, her face streaked with tears, her makeup smudged. She looked completely haggard.
"It’s you? Jessica!" Roger’s eyes widened in disbelief. After the initial shock, he felt a deep ache in his chest.
"Roger... you’re Roger!"
Jessica had just begun to recover from her fright. The moment she saw his face, her sorrow turned to joy. She didn’t care about how disheveled she looked—she leapt up, threw her arms around Roger’s neck, and burst into tears.
"It’s okay, it’s okay, Jessica."
Roger gently patted her back, his voice low and comforting. He inhaled the faint fragrance from her and let her cry against him for a while until her trembling slowly eased. Then, supporting her, he helped her sit on the edge of the carriage, letting her lean against the doorframe. But she refused and nestled into his chest instead.
"Jessica, what happened? Why did those people kidnap you?"
"This is..." Jessica’s face immediately twisted in anger when she thought of her captors. She glared at the two men on the ground with hatred. Just as she was about to speak, something seemed to cross her mind. Her expression changed, a hint of shame appearing on her pretty face, and she fell silent.