The carriage did not stop for long after Sonya buried the corpses.
The driver was pale, but he did not dare to waste time. He quickly returned to his seat, grabbed the reins, and urged the scaled beasts forward.
The carriage moved again.
For a while, nobody spoke.
Mira, Devia, Brukk, and Orven still looked stiff. Their gazes occasionally moved toward Akaza, then to Sonya, and finally to Simon.
Akaza had killed more than twenty bandits like he was swatting flies.
Sonya had buried the corpses with a snap of her fingers.
And Simon was the one who had given the order.
That was the part Mira could not stop thinking about.
She looked at Simon.
He was leaning against the side of the carriage with his eyes half-closed. His expression was calm, and there was not the slightest change in his breathing.
It was as if nothing had happened.
Mira opened her mouth, then closed it again.
Simon spoke without looking at her.
"If you have something to ask, ask."
