Chapter 42- The Renown Martial Alliance Academy
Just like the Church, these three were people who had come to rob them of everything they had. How could Sol not feel at least a small bit of hatred towards them?
At least the adults he met before were decent people who only looking for herbs and such to make a decent living. They really weren’t much different from the people in his village.
But these three kids? The first thing they did when they entered was to hunt Ibbian Beasts without any regard for what they were getting into. Not only were they greedy, but they were reckless as well. And to Sol, that was a terrifying combination.
People like that would do any and everything to get what they want. Even if it meant killing innocent people.
If Sol wasn’t the person he was, he would have been tempted to allow Little Nheer’s mother to kill them. But his father once said that anger is often blind, so one must have self-restraint.
If Sol allowed his anger for his father’s death and his village’s destruction to consume him, his desire for revenge would spiral out of control. People who had no relation to the Church might even be hurt by him. He wanted to take revenge on the Church, and the Church alone. However, he would be as passive-aggressive as he could toward these Outsiders because they weren’t much better than the Church.
Sol then ignored the three youths and began squeezing the remaining water from his hair. As he was doing this, the girl suddenly got up and said.
"I can help you shorten it if you’d like?"
Sol was about to reject her proposal, but he suddenly saw the girl bow at a ninety-degree angle before saying.
"I’m sorry for harming your friend, we all are. Would you please allow me to show my sincerity by helping you?"
The girl wore an extremely apologetic expression as she said that. Her actions immediately made Sol recall how he had acted when he first met his Master, and how he had apologized right after.