Chapter 159: Self-control (3)
"It seems all we need to do is get women to lure out the border guards and then we slaughter you. Now it’s a good thing men don’t think with their heads. Who wants to go first? Don’t ruin my fun," Annalise smiled, looking at Ethan frozen where he stood. It could not have been the same man who was quick to follow her.
Claude inspected her appearance once more and now that she spoke of being a barbarian, he saw the small similarities in her face. If he dressed her up differently, she would look more of a barbarian than people from this town.
"Well," Ethan said, more intrigued than ever. The night was turning out to be more fun than he thought. He would get to be with a barbarian after all and then he would drag her to the town guards for her to be questioned. "Rafael was hiding a barbarian. Just what I needed to bring him down. It is still my turn, Claude."
"Oh, I can wait," Claude said, stepping back to give Ethan space to do what he wanted. "Remember to watch out. They can be a pain in the ass. You sure you don’t want me to help hold her?"
Annalise rolled her eyes at the unnecessary and boring conversation between the two. They were dragging this out when she had other places to be after this.
Ethan disliked how Annalise played in his face. For him to need Claude to help him with one woman would make him feel like a joke. He was only wary since it wasn’t odd for them to see women from the barbarian’s side fighting alongside men and many times taking out men from the border guards.
Ethan grew even more worried because of her smile which showed how confident she was and turned to ask Claude to join him inside, but before he could ask, Claude taunted him.
"Wait till the men hear you need my help with one woman."
"Tsk," Ethan gritted his teeth. "Fuck this," he muttered going toward Annalise.