l
you supposed to protect me?" My eyes wi
as if a blazing fire was hidden behind them. His jaw tightened.
where. Besides, it's better if we split up so tho
how?" I s
named Mr. Moris. He'll help y
nger filled me with anxiety. I bit my lower lip, furrowing my br
t least until I meet Mr. Moris and know that
s place isn't safe, do you think
ven know him before this. I didn't know whether he was being truthful or not.
, just until you
ace. Mythril seemed to leap inside me, thr
said with a b
His gaze embarrassed me, making me thin
w turned and wal
lit room. The faint glow of neon lights in purple, blue, and red ill
backs. Other tables were arranged around a lop a mix of foul stink, sharp rose fragrances,
in the daytime? What kind of magical creatures
lly. There were also massive, half-giant men with exaggerated muscles. Women in mini d
the far end. Glasses and bottles were neatly arranged on the wall rack
he bar, meticulously wiping glasses.
Harlow
to order?" t
appointment with him," Harlow said in his ras
Had he really made an appointment
You'll find Mr. Moris sitting on the sofa," the man said as he
y he's not the only one sitting
oom, and only Mr. Moris can sit
customers. Harlow and I exchanged gla
rious door,' Mythril w
s he moved toward the
faintly hear noise coming from upstairs. We climbed
help me and protect me?" I aske
. He used to be a ki
mor? And what's a kingmaker? I don't want to be an
ive and train you so you can c
a grassy field to train," I asked, still
w opened the only door, and my jaw dropped. "Oh
ded, making the room nearly soundproof. This fact amplified the scent of sweat in the ai
f the spacious room. People surrounded t
r arm. Her hair was braided into two plaits, and she moved nimbly, landing punches on her lar
d scene before me. The two fighters traded punches and grappled witho
Moris," Harlow gestured t
tied into a ponytail at the nape of his nec
ackrest. His face remained calm, his elbows resting on his knees.
greeted us when we
ar of cheers. It seemed the match had ended. The winner was the woma
others. We waited for the victory euphoria
t the counter over there." He po
rain special kids," Harlow said, stepp
s tightened their grip on Harlow's shirt. The man scrutin
al?" Mr. M
ldn't control her wolf, but she has immense m
auction room. Although Harlow hadn't mentioned a price, Mr. Mori
r," the man said