"All right, that's enough for today. I'm really tired."
Nolan yawned lazily.
Rafine and Elina nodded in agreement. They were feeling sleepy as well.
Just then, Luvistar stepped forward and bowed to Nolan.
"Your Highness, what about the young women, girls, and children we rescued?"
Nolan froze. Only then did he remember the prisoners he had rescued along with Novaria earlier.
"Sorry, I forgot," he said, tapping his forehead. "Bring them in."
Luvistar nodded before ordering his subordinates to escort them inside.
As the young women, girls, and children entered the living room, fear and anxiety were written all over their faces.
Even so, they didn't dare resist and quietly walked toward Nolan.
Nolan, Elina, and Rafine observed them in silence.
"Are these the captives you rescued from the bandits?" Elina asked, even though she already knew the answer.
Nolan crossed his legs and gave a slight nod.
"That's right. They're the bandits' victims."
"How many are there?"
