The sudden appearance of the person startled both of the people present.
However, unlike the tiefling child who was instinctively frightened, the woman with a basket instantly turned pale, a guilty reaction of someone caught red-handed, and immediately tried to flee.
But the grip on her hand was simply too strong.
"Who are you? Let me go!"
She turned around to face a male figure taller than she was.
He was handsome, yet expressionless at the moment.
A strong sense of oppression emanated from his body.
To the woman, it seemed like countless dark tentacles were waving out from his body, reaching toward her.
"You... you!"
Gauss tossed the bread in the woman's hand to Serdur.
Serdur caught it and sniffed it gently near his nose.
"Captain, there's a sedative mixed in."
Gauss glanced at the trembling tiefling child, then looked back at the incoherent woman.
"What's your purpose?"
He asked plainly.
The woman naturally wouldn't willingly reveal her purpose.
