Chapter 23: Irene Windler - My neighbor (4)
"...Why did this fight even start?"
It felt like they met suddenly and, without any reason, decided to fight to the death. It was a situation that escalated simply because neither wanted to lose in a contest of wills, and, in a way, it was an accident brought on by a man’s pride.
In the end...
‘It’s all because of that guy.’
Ihan glared at his opponent fiercely, and the other man did the same. The face of the man who had removed his black robe had the appearance of a noble. A scar on one cheek hinted at a rough life, but it was the kind of face that would evoke sympathy from women and attract them first.
...Which made Ihan dislike him even more.
Ihan growled, and the other man growled back. It seemed ridiculous, like they were two dogs instead of people, but once they started hating each other, it was only natural for them to try to out-glare one another.
Ihan and Rach stared each other down again, their determination rising. They were ready to reach for their weapons, not just fists this time, and go all out when...
[Enough. How many times do I have to say it?]
"......"
"...I apologize."
[Ugh, knights... this is why.]