Chapter 25: Morg Camus (6)
"You said it wasn't for me to hear, so I didn't listen after that."
At those words, Hugo hastily covered the corner of his mouth with his hand.
Though expressionless from the hand up, it was a... gesture that hid a smile from anyone who saw it.
Camus also stares at him with wide eyes.
"Hoo... hoo hoo hoo hoo...."
Only Adolf's forehead is covered in blood.
He straightened his bent back to meet Vikir's eye and looked back at Hugo.
"My lord. Will you allow me to speak with this child for a few moments?"
It was highly unusual for a delegate of House Morg, much less a top member of the power, to take such an undue interest in a mere eight-year-old.
And Hugo didn't have much to say in response to his opponent's overreaction.
"What are you doing with that kid? Is the Mad Star of the Empire persecuting an eight-year-old boy?"