***Back to our favorite MC***
As Aberon walked down the streets, heading to the castle gates, the people in the streets looked at him in hatred.
Astaroth, Chris, I'dril, Aj'axx, and Korin, who were following from behind, got similar looks, but also some looks of disgust and occasional sneers.
All the stares really grated against Astaroth's patience, but Chris patted his back.
"Don't worry about these fools, son. They don't even know why they hate us. They are just following the king's propaganda." He said, smiling widely.
But Astaroth could feel the fakeness from that smile. It felt like he was looking at a plastic doll, empty and creepy.
He knew instantly that Chris was only smiling to peeve the people off even more. He was probably feeling anger and hatred himself, aimed at all these ignorants.
"But what propaganda is it?" Astaroth asked, oblivious to what the colonel meant.
Chris hesitated a bit, before sighing and explaining the situation.
