Certainly, I will translate the passage as per your guidelines:

“Will I become the target of relentless revenge?”, “Will I stop being a bandit and receive support for settling down?”

They didn’t immediately choose one of the options I presented, but they agreed to think it over while eating the food I brought.

Unfortunately, the carriage could not be used. It was damaged due to the shock of falling into a pothole.

The Mild knights and squires separated all four horses connected to the carriage.

The Mild knight, who carried even the candles on my horse, tried to hand over another horse to me.

“I’ll ride behind the Mild knight.”

“……Yes?”

“Riding a horse is annoying.”

Simply because I didn’t know how to ride, but contrary to the fact, the Mild knight’s mouth gaped dumbly at the dancing reason.

“If it’s a hassle, don’t.”

“No, ma’am.”

The Mild knight quickly held out both hands, overlapped, under the saddle.

“……”

I wondered what he was doing, staring blankly, and he asked again.

“Shall I kneel?”

I finally understood then. The hand he extended was a foothold to climb onto the horse comfortably.

It was an unfamiliar act, and I was embarrassed, but it seemed better than stepping on his back.

With his help, I climbed onto the horse’s back. My eye level soared.

The Mild knight also leaped onto the horse’s back and took a seat behind me.

Now I spoke to the bandits crowded on one side of the road.

“The remaining horses are of good lineage, so take good care of them.”

I had given a crisp command, so it seemed time to go. But the bandit leader stopped us.

“Wait. One of our people must accompany you.”

He entrusted one of the horses we left with a leanlooking person.

“Pan, you go and come back. You know if anything suspicious appears, right?”

Pan hesitantly climbed the horse. Although he received orders, he seemed reluctant to follow.

It was understandable. If we left this place, it was three knights to one bandit.

If we changed our attitude, he’d be the first to be caught, so it was understandably burdensome.

Then the leader took out a piece of bread from the picnic basket. He cut it in half and gave it to Pan, and his mood brightened immediately.

“I understand! Leader!”

Ah, the concern about danger was less than the lingering attachment to food.

And so, we left the forest.

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After running across the meadow for about 20 minutes, a fairly large twostory wooden building loomed ahead.

“Ma’am, that’s the building.”

Examining the wooden building closely at the Mild knight’s words, I suppressed a small groan that came out naturally.

“It looks inhabited, but……”

From afar, it was old and one side of the roof had caved in. If I had seen just that, I might have thought it was an abandoned building.

But next to it, a ragged vegetable garden and three plump chickens pecked at the feed by the well. And a little farther away, a ragged piece of blanket or clothing was hanging on the washing line, fluttering in the wind.

“It’s very rundown.”

Having tied the horses by the well, we soon got to see the wooden building up close.

The darkness visible through the cracks here and there was damp, and occasionally I could see mushrooms growing up the walls.

“Mild Knight, is this the place?”

Suspiciously asking, the Mild knight nodded.

“It’s certain.”

“It looks like it could collapse at any moment… No, I’d believe it if you said ghosts come out.”

I was muttering to myself when it happened.

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak.

The sound of a wooden door opening was long and eerie.

“Aaaahh!”

A terrified scream rang out. It was the voice of the bandit Pan, who had followed us to keep watch.

Two startled knights drew their swords.

“Ahhhh! Please spare me!”

That’s when it happened.

A lady came out of the building, screaming and falling to her knees.

It must have terrified her that the knights had drawn their swords.

I stood before her after instructing the knights to disarm, and said reassuringly.

When she sees me, the graceful Ellen Countess, she will calm down a bit.

But her complexion turned even paler when she saw me.

“Gasp! Lady Countess! Please have mercy with your own feet!”

She seemed at a loss and bowed repeatedly.

“Please be lenient with me, Lady Countess!”

I remembered that the peasants knew my face. She seemed frightened, fearing what might happen now that the wicked lady had appeared herself.

“The situation is getting worse every day, and there is no income coming in, and my father is sick and so!”

‘Huh?’

“I’m really sorry for not paying the debt! But please don’t sell me!”

She beat her forehead on the ground, crying.

“Don’t cry……”

I tried to say ‘stop,’ but her sobbing was so loud that my voice was drowned out.

“If I’m sold, my sick father will die!”

I didn’t understand what she was saying. I naturally looked at Sir Mild.

Sir Mild rolled his eyes and then cautiously asked me.

“Madam, I apologize, but could there be a debt col……”

“What?”

Sir Mild quickly changed his words, looking like he’d made a mistake.