“This... this pink fox! She brings misfortune, no doubt about it!”

“The red fox? The cursed one?”

“That’s right!”

The adventurers whispered among themselves, disregarding Rin, who stood in front of them.

Rin’s proud expression froze, her face slowly going blank before being replaced by confusion. She hadn’t expected such words after helping them.

My own brow furrowed in irritation.

“Quite the harsh words for someone whose life was just saved by my slave.”

“Saved? If it wasn’t for the red fox, none of this would have happened in the first place!”

“No wonder. Treepidians usually stay deep in dark …