Chapter 152: Servant’s Entrance
"Are you able to keep up?" Guy asked Kim as she hobbled along, trying to keep from putting any real weight on her injured leg for any period of time greater than a second.
She found it ironic that she was the least injured of those who had assisted her fighting those who guarded the front doors but was the one injured in such a way that reduced her walking speed. She was sure that if she wanted to, they'd carry her, but she didn't want that to happen at all. Not if she could help it at least.
"I'll manage," Kim said, though she wasn't really confident in her statement.
"We can slow down if you need to," Guy suggested. "Or if you want, we could carry you. It wouldn't be a problem."
Kim merely shook her head. "No, it's fine. I'll manage somehow," she replied, not wanting to discuss the matter.
"We'll slow down then," Guy said, making Kim grit her teeth in annoyance. She just said that it was fine, yet Guy still went with that option.
"I said it's fine," Kim reiterated. "There's no need for you guys to slow yourselves down just for me."
"Maybe, but if you're not with us, then what'll we do if we come across something dangerous?" Guy asked. "If you hadn't given the order to pull back at the front gates, we'd all be dead anyway."
Kim couldn't argue with that. Though, if she hadn't been there in the first place, they probably would have gotten themselves killed anyway, sine they were ready to head out the front door without any sort of armor. So, she had to admit that they were likely alive at the moment because of her.
Although, on the other hand, she didn't really care if they had died. Even Guy. She just didn't want their deaths to be on her conscience. Which she knew they would have if she hadn't said anything. Both with the demands they wore armor and for them to fall back.
"Whatever you need, we'll be there to help you with it," Guy assured her.