New World, New Life: I Became A Bigshot In The Ancient World

Suddenly, Aristia crouched down, surprising the man.

"Boohoo. I and my sisters are lost and don’t remember the way back. Our parents will be very worried." Aristia lowered her head and sniffed. Seeing that she had captured the man’s attention, she signaled for the others to get ready.

From the corner of her eyes, she saw Beatrix pick up a stone. It looked capable of dealing damage. She continued, "Uncle, can you really help us get home?" She raised her head with a hopeful look while her hand worked.

"Don’t worry," the man smiled creepily, bending over. "Uncle will take good care of all of yo—"

"Now!"

Aristia yelled. This left the man frozen in shock and confusion. Then, leaping up, she poured the sand into his eyes.

Immediately, Beatrix used the stone to hit his hand. Serina and Alicia just stood on looking confused and in fear, object still in hand.

"Now, run!" Aristia yelled.

"Argh, bitches! Wait until I get my hands on you," the man raged as he tried to get the sand out of his eyes. His hand hurt from the hit it took.

He chased after the children. Aristia thought that the scene of a grown man chasing little children was both funny and disturbing, and just as she had said earlier, they were at a disadvantage.

Aristia had no problem. She could run fast enough. She didn’t think she could with her body if she hadn’t been training. Beatrix was able to keep up thanks to the seriousness she put in the training she was receiving. The problem was Alicia and Serina.