Qin Ran had no further impression of Calamity Lady.
In fact, it was not just Qin Ran. The natives of this world also had only a vague impression of the woman. They only knew that the Black Calamity seemed to be inextricably connected to her.
Other than that, there was nothing.
Powerful, mysterious, unknown.
To the natives, that meant fear. Terror.
But to Qin Ran, it meant suspicion.
Combined with the existence of the Broker, that suspicion had risen to a level that could not be ignored.
Was the so-called Calamity Lady connected to that bastard Broker?
Qin Ran speculated.
His fingers lightly tapped the tabletop again.
It was an unconscious habit whenever he was thinking.
Meanwhile, in the small courtyard outside, Boer, who had finished inspecting the carriage once more, called out to his bodyguard, Ashkano.
"Ash, we don't need that much wine."
"Food!"
"Food is what we should be concerned about."
"Traveling from Sika City to Aitandinburg, it won't be easy to buy enough food, especially in this harsh winter."
Boer emphasized.
Qin Ran's appearance had disrupted all his plans, both for better and worse.
The good part was that he was safer.
The bad part was that he might need a carriage specifically for food.
And for the time being, he could not afford that expense.
As for the reward from the spoils?
Holruf was a man of his word and had just paid him.
That prisoner was worth even more than he had imagined. Including the swords, firearms, and everything else, Holruf had paid a total of 800 Gold Pintons. That was naturally more than enough to buy a carriage with two horses.
Unfortunately, ninety percent of those Gold Pintons had to go to Qin Ran.
Of the remaining ten percent, half belonged to Ashkano.
Only