Rita had Mia maintain order nearby, having the slaves who had regained their freedom line up to collect their money before leaving on their own.
After all, this was all Rita could do for them. How they survived from here on would have to depend on themselves.
"Thank you, thank you, my lady!"
Beastfolk and human girls alike took coins from Rita's hands, tears glimmering in their eyes as they thanked her over and over. They had thought endless hell and darkness awaited them.
Yet they had never expected to be saved...
Although they still did not know how to face life going forward, they at least had hope now. They were no longer as despairing and hollow as before.
As the coins before her gradually dwindled, Rita did not feel any heartache. She had gotten it all for free from the slave dealer anyway.
Setting aside the money Rita had initially paid, she had collected more than seven thousand gold coins from that slave shop. After distributing them among these people, less than half remained.
Still, it counted as a gain, even if she did not particularly care about it...
After receiving their money, some thanked her again before turning and leaving.
Others remained where they were, looking somewhat lost because they did not know where to go next. Their tribes or homes had already been destroyed, leaving them homeless.
They did not dare return to where they had once lived, either. They had already been discovered; going back would only be walking into a trap.
Rita could not offer these people any further help. She could only ask the others to bring along those who had nowhere to go, so they could at least look after one another.
Especially the beastfolk of the Northern Wolf Tribe—they would likely