“Sir, do... do we really have to continue?”
In the temporary tent, Mirren sat on the ground and looked at Wesker in shock...
Wesker looked at him and sighed in his heart when he saw his expression... ...
Looking at his anxious expression, Wesker knew that this guy was almost crippled. Perhaps his legs could still be healed if he met a brilliant mage... However, his courage that belonged to a knight was completely gone. Wesker could foresee that this guy would not have any thoughts of going out to explore when he returned. Perhaps he would choose to give up the knight sword in his hand forever...
In fact, Wesker was right. That was what Mirren was thinking in his heart. He only wanted to escape back to Gondolin as soon as possible. When he returned, he would apply to become an internal affairs officer. What Knight’s honor, what courage... All of that was Bullsh * T. He swore that he did not want to see that asura-like scene from yesterday again...
