Sigren glanced at Fiona who was a little far away. The girl literally struck a thunderbolt while the dry sky was calmly proceeding with the situation.

‘So she was really the battlemage of the second wall’

Sigren could finally see that fact in front of his eyes.

She was also different from other mages.

He had seen quite a few mercenaries who often boosted themselves as a mage. Even a sturdy mercenary would run away in surprise when a mage made a fist-sized fireball from their hand. As such, the existence of magicians who could create something from nothing—or appear to be—was quite threatening to the general public.

And it was the first time Sigren saw a mage who could create such phenomena at a young age like Fiona.

‘I think i know why Duke Heilon keeps bringing her’

Sigren, who was lost in his thought, looked straight ahead.

Surprisingly, Fiona valued procedures, whether others cared or not. Before everyone knew it, she was reading the personal information and crimes of the mercenaries one after another in the documents she had. Her voice rang in the village square.

Everyone focused on Fiona, who stood proudly in the middle of the village square with a blank face. The people who looked at her with disdain and complaint about how the duke abandoned them by sending her were unable to make a squeak.

It was a very strange sight. Small girl standing proudly in front of rugged physique men on their knees. Whatever happened here, people would remember it clearly.

‘Don’t tell me, Duke Heilon is aiming for this.’

Imprinting on the people that Fiona was not an ordinary girl and spreading rumors about her throughout the land.

If Duke Heilon intended of these two, it saw honestly a successful operation. In addition, Fiona’s treatment at Heilon Manor was very good for a mere precious soldier. The Duke was not a man who would do that for no reason, so there must be an intention.

‘What does Duke Abel Heilon want from Fiona?’

However, as he now was back to the Fourth Wall, it seemed far-fetched for him to know the answer to this question.

Moreover, objectively, there would be nothing he could do for Fiona simply in the position of an orphan boy in the mercenary corps.

Sigren thought somewhat cynical.

‘I don’t know if I can see Fiona’s face after this.’

He heard that she want them to be friends, but that was a promise that could be broken at any time. No, in fact, even after today, Fiona might go back to Heilon Manor and she would completely forget about him, she might have a busy life every day. She might find another kid since orphans like him were all over the place.

Sigren looked up.

“—so i’ll give you two options.”

With a clear voice, Fiona spread out her two fingers. The sunlight fell on her. The fine silver hair shone brightly.

“ The first choice is to get out from the wall naked.”

Her words were saying getting out, yet in fact, it meant nothing more than to kick them out.

“The second choice.”

Fiona pointed her index finger at an important part near the mercenaries’ pants and spoke cheerfully.

“Cut it.”

“….”

At that moment, a tremendous heavy silence came down to the village square. Now the mercenaries’ faces were not white but blue.

Fiona tilted her head with a face like, “what, you did not expect this much punishment?”

Sigren’s expression was in the same manner.

That was indeed the northern way. The punishment was straightforward. Those who stole, cut the wrist, those who molested women….

Well, they had no room for sympathy.

“Of course, I’m going to give you at least amount of mercy.”

Regardless of the atmosphere of the village square. Fiona clapped her hands and ended the conversation with a cheerful voice.

“So it’s up to you to choose.”