Leticia woke up in the middle of a furious sprint.

Looking at the scene before her, she found herself asking: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

“Get that brat! Don’t let her get away!”

Shouts rang out behind her. When Leticia turned around, she nearly fainted on the spot.

Oh my god, what in the world had that bastard done with her body while she was unconscious?!

Had he seriously stormed the execution grounds?!

Maybe he really had. Behind her was a crowd of people crying out in alarm. At least five soldiers were closing in on her. Someone was tied to a post, so badly beaten that it was hard to tell if they were still human. Another person was half-kneeling nearby, unable to move. And a middle-aged man, barely clinging to life, was staring at her with wide eyes.

He really had stormed the execution grounds?!

Don’t tell her this is real—aaaaah! She doesn’t want this! She just wanted to live a normal life! She wouldn’t have minded if it was hard or exhausting! Who knew this idiot would drag her into storming the execution grounds—aaaaaaaah!!!

Can someone please tell her this isn’t real?!

Her body felt explosively exhausted. It was as if a famine were raging inside her, and every cell in her body had withered into a starving refugee, wailing in agony.

Her legs suddenly felt like iron weights, as if they’d been filled with lead. She couldn’t move!

And yet her body didn’t stop moving. From the outside, she still looked quick and nimble as she slipped through gaps in the crowd, vaulted over a two-meter-high wall, and dashed deeper into Rhodes.

“Stano Bansen! What the hell is going on?! I want a proper explanation!”

Her voice was practically a roar. Leticia had none of the restraint you’d expect from a well-behaved girl. In this situation, she wanted nothing more than to confront that brat from the foreign general’s family and teach him some respect with every dirty trick she knew!

“Ahem. Don’t just yell nonsense at me.”

Stano sounded a little worn out. He still hadn’t let go of his control over Leticia’s body, and seemed to be trying to put even more distance between them and their pursuers.

“You listen to me, damn it!”

Leticia had no idea how people cursed in this world, so the words that burst out of her were in her own language. “You’ve completely ruined my life! My whole future! Do you have any idea what you’re doing?!”

“Don’t say anything for now. We’ll talk once we’re really out of danger!”

Stano took a deep breath. With Leticia’s body under his control, he reached the other side of the wall and ducked out of sight. Once the first wave of people had hurried past, he quickly grabbed a torn piece of clothing and pulled it on. Then he scooped up two handfuls of soot from the ground and rubbed it hard over his face, disguising himself as a kid from the slums.

He blended into the crowd for a moment. As the second wave of people began to disperse, Leticia felt a strange force in her lower legs. It helped her slip away from the crowd without drawing attention and into an unfamiliar alley.

Leticia had no idea where she was. The last time she’d been in Rhodes, she’d simply followed her Uncle John around and hadn’t wandered off at all.

Wandering off could get you into trouble, and getting into trouble was the last thing she wanted.

In short, neither of them knew where they were.

A disheveled middle-aged man was sprawled by the roadside. Without hesitation, Stano walked over, grabbed the two bottles beside him, and smashed them. He seized the man by the hair with his left hand and pressed a sharp shard of glass to his neck with his right. “You drunk! Where’s the nearest city gate?!”

He dared to be so bold because the man in front of him reeked of alcohol.

He was just a drunk. What threat could he possibly pose?!

With a cold, alcohol-scented shard of glass pressed against his throat, the drunk sobered up in an instant—at least halfway. But the booze had left him completely unable to muster his strength, and his vision was so blurry that everything doubled.

“W-who are you? Don’t you know threatening someone is a violation of Church law?!”

Unable to get to his feet, the drunk tried to scare the filthy little brat in front of him. “Even if you’re just a kid, they’ll still arrest you!”

“Cut the crap!”

Stano growled, making the drunk shudder. “If you don’t talk, I’ll open you up somewhere right now. Don’t bother calling for help—let’s see if you can shout before I slit your throat!”

This kid’s a real animal...

Leticia thought to herself. With no control over her own body, all she could do was say a little prayer for the drunk and hope he made the smart choice.

Because, to her, this kid had completely lost his mind.

Huh?

As sensation gradually returned to her body, Leticia suddenly realized something felt off.

Something Stano had stuffed into her underwear (meaning her panties, since she didn’t need the top half) was digging into her now, and it hurt a little...

It felt like a very rough piece of paper.

Did this bastard always hide things in his underwear?!

While Leticia squirmed with discomfort, the drunk didn’t dare lie to them and quickly gave them an answer.

“Hmph.”

But after hearing him out, Stano tossed away the glass shard. Just as the drunk began to breathe a sigh of relief, Stano grabbed him by the hair and slammed his head hard against the wall.

There was a dull thud, and the drunk went limp.

“You killed him?!”

Leticia cried out in her mind. Stano just said, completely unconcerned, “I only put him to sleep. It’d be a pain if he started shouting in a minute.”

“Are you... really Stano?”

Leticia felt like she didn’t know him anymore. How had he changed so much just because she’d passed out?

“Hah. What are you thinking?”

Hearing Leticia’s timid question, Stano paused, then smiled. “I’m still me. It’s just that the situation called for some things I’ve learned. I am a general’s son, after all.”

“So you learned to hide things in your pants, too?”

“Uh...”

Under Stano’s control, Leticia’s body showed off incredible athletic ability. But only Leticia knew that her arms and legs felt like they were about to snap.

Still, she was moving at an astonishing speed. In just a few minutes, Leticia could already see the city gate, a symbol of freedom.

But it also marked the beginning of a truly unknown life.

Leticia suddenly found herself missing the days when she’d lived with her uncle.