Lathel secretly worried about Dorack, hoping he wouldn't give up because of too much pain.
At this time, Lathel looked towards the four girls standing there, frowned, and said: "Do you want to leave the village?"
Hearing that, the four girls looked at each other, then looked back at Lathel. A girl spoke up: "God, we were born for you; this tribe... doesn't mean anything to us."
"Good! What are your names?
"We don't have a name. A sacrifice does not need a name."
Hearing that, Lathel felt a bit sorry for their fate. Maybe Doro didn't consider them human, so he didn't even give them names.
"So… I will call you Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter." Lathel looked at their appearance and named them as memorable as possible.
Besides, he could see that their personalities matched the names he gave them.
"You are my sacrifice, however... I can feel the absolute trust you have in me. That's why I will give you a chance."
