After walking for quite a while, the party suddenly heard someone call out, “Hmm? If it isn’t Miss Zorn!”

Upon hearing that, all six of them stopped in their tracks before turning to look at who had said that…

“…Oh, it’s you. To what do I owe this pleasure, young master of the Wroe family?” replied the woman with a snort.

Just from her reply alone, it was evident that she didn’t have a good impression of the youth. Gerald and the others didn’t have a hard time imagining why. After all, a s