"Do you want to hurt them, think about the kids, Lucian . Let everyone go!" she muttered in a soft and soothing voice hoping that he would react to it but his eyes snapped open and they looked crazier.
"You are still thinking about others, aren't you?" his voice turned abusive and more hatred and aggressiveness could be felt in it.
"Here I am ready to kill and die for you yet you are thinking about others. How cold and cruel can you be to me?" He held her wrist and moved her hands away from his cheeks.
"If it is not you, I do not care about the life and death of others. But I know that you will be angry if they are hurt. So, do not worry.
As long as you are with me. I promise no one would be hurt. Right Vincent." Vincent, who had hid himself behind the knights, jumped on his place when he heard his name.
When he had come to ask for help from this foolish slave, he had no idea that the boy was a witch.
