The cold night wind rustled the long robes of the followers,
despite their wearing thick woolen clothes, the unshielded horseback ride quickly stripped them of warmth.
Their bodies shook uncontrollably.
In the carriage behind them, Aiden was well protected by the door and furnishings and had two graceful maids clinging tightly to his side.
Covered by a fine, exquisite lamb wool blanket…
The man, wrapped in layers of fat, even had the leisure to play with the maids beside him.
His right arm draped over a maid's shoulder, while his descending right hand continuously stroked and kneaded.
Aiden was in a good mood!
Due to the breach of contract by the Storm Mercenary Corps, who took money but did not complete their task, he extorted the Mercenary Guild of Kakasong City.
Of course.
Aiden knew well that the guild's sudden respect was because he was a vassal to Marquis Ducas.
Otherwise, he couldn't possibly pocket all the gold pounds and even receive 20% in breach compensation!
