The voice belonged to Peter, and he was currently being hung up at the square as several Gunters—who had been listening to his scowls—glared at him.

Unable to take any more humiliation, one of the Gunter family’s disciples icily sneered, “To think you’d still say such cr*p when you’re in such a state… I’ve decided! I’m breaking all your teeth right this instant! Let’s see you try to be arrogant then!”

Just as the disciple was about to make his move, however, he froze in place when a sudden, distinct voice shouted, “Stop right there!”

“Lady Gunter!” declared the other disciples—who were present at the square—extremely respectfully.

“Step down!” ordered Yreth who was now walking toward Peter with a group of people behind her.

Arms against her back, Yreth looked at Peter with a smile as she said, “You know, I heard that a mysterious and extremely exceptional man made his appearance a few years back… He was said to have exceptional archery skills, and was a top-notch marksman… Wh