Crack——
An iron boot stepped on the ground covered with white rat bones, crushing a rat's skull to pieces.
Jeanne frowned tightly, flipped onto her horse, and galloped towards Constantinople.
Along the way, she saw many fallen beasts, most of which belonged to the Royal Garden, and a few were livestock raised in ordinary civilian homes.
As she neared the city gate, the area became bustling again.
The long queue of people waiting to enter the city were talking with lingering fear.
"The rats in my master's granary went completely mad; they not only aren't afraid of people but even dared to bite me—Ronia's poor cat was bitten to death by those rats."
"I also encountered those crazy rats and got bitten by them. It really hurts!"
