I thought that for me, who has only looked after horses and been a coachman all my life, it would be possible for me to live as a coachman for a stagecoach in the city, and decided to boldly enter an unfamiliar land.

My daughters, too, followed me in hope of finding good marriage proposals and employment in the city.

However, in the midst of our journey, we were attacked by a group of bandits. My daughters were violated by those beasts before my very eyes, and then we were killed. Our bodies were burned so as not to attract animals and monsters, and then thrown away. That must have been incredibly harsh; Saria and Rita still have their appearance from the time that they were burned.

Of course, we resented those bandits. We lingered here, intending to stay until we saw their destruction. If there had been a Devil’s Nest nearby, we might have been transformed into evil spirits by its Mana.

However, we simply felt pure hatred for those men, and the days went by with us not being able to do anything.

And then one day, my current master Vandalieu-sama and his servants attacked their hideout and slaughtered them all.