Chapter 53: The Neighbors
Arlen made his way to the living room, "Ash..." His face brightened up when he saw the black and, but the white cat leaped away, rushing into the kitchen.
Arlen sighed, "It really does not like me. Alright, good night, Ravi."
"I can take care of the person making you sad." The words left his mouth before he could control it.
Eh? What did he just say? Ravi, the number one ranking Sentinel, just offered to handle an assassination job for someone else. It shocked him, the realization that he didn’t care whether the person was good or bad, an innocent or a villain, just for hurting Arlen, wanted to deal with the person. He could be discreet about it.
Arlen was staring at him in shock and he swallowed. This was Arlen, their first meeting, why everyone watched, he had hurried out to take care of the old woman that had fallen. He bit his tongue, he had been too hasty, but it was the only way he knew how to comfort him.
"Excuse me, take care?" His tone was curious and his brows furrowed for a second before it relaxed. Then Arlen smiled widely, it was that kind of dazzling smile that made one a little dizzy, it was as if the sadness in his brows had never really existed.
Take care of his problems for him. Arlen had a lot of friends but he had never had someone offer to fight for him, with him, sure but not for him and the reason was just that the other person had made him sad. How had Ravi noticed that he was feeling sad right now?
It was just, why did he feel that when Ravi had said take care, he meant to kill? He looked at him.
Ravi’s face was slightly lowered and his posture seemed as awkward as usual but when he looked a bit closer, his long fingers at his side were trembling, his eyes slanted upwards, as if closely watching his expression. It made his brows appear particularly deep, his face carried a hardness that distorted the delicateness of his features.
This person was a soldier. That thought came to his mind again,
He was just twenty-five years old and his mannerisms were like those uncles of his that had lived all their lives on the battlefield with monsters from the Nest.