Chapter 323 - 315. We Only Need One
There was a frown on Zein’s face that made Senan tense. But he also could feel that Zein wasn’t as displeased about it as before.
Still, it was clear that the guide didn’t see it positively.
"I have no use for a clan," Zein said after a long silence, putting his plate away as the shadow child gave him a bottle of water and a bowl of sliced fruit like a faithful attendant.
Senan wished he was the one who did that; he should be that faithful attendant, tending to his young master’s needs and protecting him.
And while he already said Zein had the right to do anything he wanted with the family, it was hard to let go of the only thing he held precious in his life; his loyalty to the House. Deep in his heart, he still couldn’t let it go; the fact that the clan would be demolished just like that.
No, Senan did not expect the House of Ishtera to regain their former glory. He didn’t need the House to be glorious at all. He was just struck by the fact that he didn’t know anything about his young master’s security situation, and only found out by chance.
How shameful. To be unable to protect his young master in the past, and still unable to protect him in the present.
"How could you say that?" Senan frowned, the plate in his hand trembled slightly as his grip tightened. He looked up, staring at the surprised guide. "Don’t you need manpower to go to the Deathzone?"
Zein frowned slightly, and the dock fell silent. No one moved but the shadow children, who were still grilling meat for everyone. But those people were too scared to put the meat in their mouths, observing the guide while holding their breath. Observing their Master.
When Zein kept his silence even after a minute had passed, Senan opened his mouth again. "I can’t prevent you from doing it, but..." the old man sighed, "At the very least, can’t you let this old man fulfill his duty before he dies?"
"Don’t talk like someone who’s on their deathbed," Zein replied with a sharp tone, eyes narrowed unpleasantly.