Chapter 99: No One Wants to Wake the Elf
Yet Seoryun remained persistent. He continued to stare at Darius, eyes full of hope, as if he could convince the red-haired swordsman to give in with sheer willpower. If that darn dark elf hadn’t vanished into stealth mode, he wouldn’t have even considered dragging a swordsman into this!
Blame yourself for not knowing how to turn invisible!
The tall swordsman being stared at with laser intensity: ...
Seriously. Don’t look at me. It’s not happening!
Darius wasn’t dumb—just too lazy to use his brain most of the time. But that didn’t mean he lacked self-preservation. The scene of Seoryun getting smacked was still fresh in his mind. If he went to wake the elf now, wouldn’t he be next in line for a beating?
Sure, swordsmen could take a hit, but that didn’t mean they were masochists.
Let it be known—especially to a certain clueless monarch.
Yes, that means you, Seoryun!
Darius silently cursed the utterly shameless king in his heart, though he dared not say anything out loud. Could he say it? Only if he no longer wished to live.
He’d already experienced more than enough suffering during their past adventures together.
Too many tears to speak of.