"Arthur! I told you not to interfere!"
"Sorry, Merleen. It's just hard to watch him curse you. You know I hate those kinds of people."
"Even if you curse too?!"
"Yes."
After our exchange, I heaved out a sigh and dragged Merleen back to the caravan. Since the warrior kept hitting on Merleen, I had no other choice but to kick his balls. It would not be a surprise if that man could not bear any child in the future.
But who was I to care about him, anyway? These bandits had already killed dozens, if not hundreds, of innocent villagers wandering on this road. I did not kill anyone who stood in my way, since everyone could have a change of heart.
And this man was not worthy of my kind demeanour…. subjectively.
