"Anyway, let's go take a look..."
Since they had come across this, Durandal naturally could not ignore it. Besides, if she helped them first and then asked them for information, they would probably be more willing to tell her everything!
If it were anyone else facing such a situation, they would surely stay as far away as possible to avoid getting dragged into trouble. But as a Kaslana, this was precisely the time to lend a hand!
Rita did not stop Durandal either, instead preparing to act alongside her.
Not to mention that they were originally the same person—even the real Rita would have supported Durandal unconditionally.
They urged their warhorse onward, and the two quickly reached the heart of the village!
The blaze had grown even fiercer. Large swathes of the village houses were burning, accompanied by the revelry of men and the anguished cries of women, children, and the elderly.
Seeing a bandit with a broadsword chasing a mother and child not far ahead, Durandal spurred her warhorse forward and produced a knight's lance from thin air!
Like a phantom, she charged before the bandit and thrust her lance.
The lance flashed, and before the bandit could react, Durandal had pierced straight through his body...
"What happened here?"
After killing the bandit, Durandal hurriedly asked the mother and child what had occurred.
"Thank you, thank you, Lady Knight!"
"A group of bandits suddenly appeared in the village. The moment they entered, they set fires, robbed, and murdered. They killed every man they found... then forcibly gathered all the women together."
Having narrowly escaped death, the mother and child were not relieved. Instead, they sobbed bitterly as they explained. Nothing had ever happened in this village before. Though life was hard, they had managed to get by.
But not