The aura of hatred emitted by Arthur slowly disappeared, leaving Arthur just sitting and crying with his head bowed.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Arthur mumbled.
'Are they going to let us go?' Allen thought.
Allen could think of various reasons why Felicia could be attacked here, but he couldn't think of why Arthur could feel such deep hatred for him. Although Arthur looked a little familiar to him, Allen actually didn't remember Arthur's face or anything about him at all. Because he had killed many people, he was sure his hatred must have something to do with it.
'It would be great if they would let us go... but... once I'm out of this situation. What will I do? Leofric is dead, I have no reason to live any longer..."
Allen then looked at Felicia. The plant was now slowly growing and shining; Allen could see Felicia slowly starting to heal herself.
'Since I have no reason to live anymore, I should at least save her tonight,' Allen thought.
