Klein blinked with a puzzled look.
Why did Harris call the girl who had lost her memory a princess?
Could it be that the two of them knew each other?
The little girl's eyes were wide with fear, as though she didn't pay any attention to the other party's enthusiasm.
She even hid behind Klein in fear and looked at Harris with a timid expression.
Harris stopped in his tracks in shock.
"Princess, what's wrong with you? It's me, Harris. You don't know me? Don't be with these pariahs. This doesn't fit your status at all!"
The little girl shook her head as though she didn't understand what Harris was saying, nor did she pay attention to his call. She continued to hold tightly onto Klein's sleeve.
She didn't know anyone in this world. She only knew Klein, the man who had saved her from the devil.
Klein frowned slightly as he looked at Harris, who was approaching him, and berated him loudly.
