“Don’t touch him! Where should I shoot next?”

“!”

The red warrior tribe, taken aback by Atia’s sudden appearance, aimed their spears at her.

Silver hair tied high in the sky, black eyes resembling a black leopard, and tightly closed lips.

Despite the numerous enemies in front of her, her expression showed tremendous determination.

Her stance with the bow aimed was also perfect.

She truly looked like a courageous warrior.

The red warrior tribe hesitated.

An indescribable aura emanated from her.

Encountering a being from a different species, her mysteriousness, nobility, and strength were felt simultaneously.

No one could move recklessly.

“…….”

“…….”
Watching the situation unfold, the old woman widened her eyes upon seeing Atia’s silver hair, as if the person she had long imagined had appeared.

Examining Atia closely, the old woman extended her arm and signaled to lower the spear.

“Ahenya Baramiya. (Lower the spear.)”

Approaching Atia, the old woman, who had scrutinized Atia, opened her mouth in admiration.

“Hoina Teya Koiwa Deyana Hena Derosaia Hais de Dere de Hela. (The woman with silver hair will come down and save our tribe.)”

“?”

“Hayanena……. (Absolutely certain…….)”

The old woman’s eyes reddened, and as Atia aimed the arrow at her, she knelt down in front of the arrow.

“Uh? Uh? Don’t come closer.”

Despite Atia’s warning, the old woman didn’t stop walking closer.

As she continued to approach, Atia reluctantly aimed the arrow to the side of the old woman.

Thud.

The old woman knelt below, bowing her head towards Atia’s feet.

“Diona Deiya Hoi. (I greet the savior.)”

Kneeling on the hard ground, the old woman bowed her waist, trying to kiss Atia’s instep.

Atia blinked. She couldn’t understand what was happening.

Kneeling, the old woman kept murmuring something with her head bowed.

In the chaotic moment, Atia swallowed her saliva. It was not a good posture to be in, especially on the uneven ground.

“No, why are you doing this! Your knees will get hurt.”

An inexperienced Atia let go of her bow and grabbed the old woman’s hands, helping her to stand up. The hastily lifted old woman twisted her leg awkwardly.

Atia supported the old woman’s falling back.

“Are you okay? Why are you doing this?”

“Diona Lea……. (Savior…….)”

“Yes? I don’t understand, but grandma, once cartilage wears out, it’s challenging to recover?”

Wiping her knees, dirtied with mud, with her hands, Atia spoke. Sand was stuck between the knees, showing how forcefully she had knelt.

“Oh, why did you kneel so hard again?”

Until all the dirt stuck to her knees was completely removed, Atia cleaned them thoroughly.

The red warrior tribe was even more deeply moved by her behavior.

“Eros Data Drade Lenovaia. (We express infinite respect for your mercy.)”

In her actions, caring for others even at the cost of dirtying herself, Atia’s behavior was appreciated by the old woman.

“Ah, haha. Yes, yes.”

Gathering her hands and continuously bowing her head, the old woman also greeted Atia, muttering something.

“Please release my husband. He’s a pitiful person.”

Pointing to Kasus lying on the rock, Atia spoke to the old woman.

The old woman, looking at Kasus with a puzzled face, glanced back at Atia.

“Diona Deya, Honafrud Neia. (Savior, what is your presence?)”

The old woman’s wrinkled eyes were fixed on her.

Atia, not understanding what was being said, stared blankly, wondering if the old woman was asking for her name.

“Artia.”
“Ideia……. Ittia.”

As the old woman pronounced it unclearly, Atia once again slowly said her name.

“No, no. A, ti, a.”

“No, no Atia.”

“No, take out the ‘no-no.'”

“No-no Atia. No-no Atia.”

As if trying not to forget the name, the old woman mumbled it.

“No……”

“No-no Atia Deiona Deya. (No-no Atia, our savior.)”

‘I don’t know.’

Atia shrugged as if to say, “do whatever you want.”

“Furuneia Heya Hosne de Manesarane Kosai. (We have been waiting for you to come.)”

Hearing the old woman’s words, Atia blinked and looked around.

‘What is she saying? Please, someone interpret.’

The gaze of the tribe with red dye focused entirely on me.

The old woman reached out to Atia.

‘Is she asking me to take her hand?’

It felt like an atmosphere where she wouldn’t kill me.

Feeling worshipped, Atia, with a bewildered expression, took the old woman’s hand and followed her.

The old woman’s hand was cold.

Leading Atia, the old woman passed by where Kasus was lying.

“Gungjeumnun. Gungjeuneum…….”

As they passed the stone where Kasus was lying, Atia called Kasus softly, but Kasus didn’t wake up, keeping his eyes closed.

‘This house’s anesthesia effect is amazing…’

On the wooden platform, Atia, led by the old woman, extended her neck and pulled her jaw forward to avoid showing her embarrassed state.

This made a more profound impression on the red warrior tribe. The red warrior tribe gathered their mouths and looked at Atia with admiration.

Thunk.

The old woman tried to take out a large, pointed bone ornament hanging on her neck to put it around Atia’s neck.

‘What is this? Is she telling me to wear it? It might poke my neck if I do it wrong.’

Atia bowed her head and received the necklace, hesitatingly taking it off from the old woman.

Thunk.

An unknown ornament clashed under Atia’s neck as the old woman handed her the necklace.

After putting on the necklace, the old woman bowed her head and went down from the platform.

Atia stood at a high place where the tribe could see, stretching her neck and extending her chin to avoid revealing her embarrassed look.

At that moment, a little away from the platform where Atia stood, Owen woke up from the anesthesia.

He was lucky to be hit by only one anesthesia needle.

Waking up, his body was tied with a rope, and a muzzle was attached to his mouth.

‘… Geez, what is all this?’

Owen’s knights were also tied together. Among them, only Owen woke up.

Having been tied for a long time, his legs were numb.

Owen struggled, but it was impossible to untie the tightly bound ropes.

A familiar silhouette on the brightly lit platform caught Owen’s attention.

It was the Duchess.

‘Why is the Duchess up there? Moreover, she’s wearing a necklace suitable for natives.’