Chapter 122: It's not all bad intentions

Yes, she agreed. It would be wise for a cat to associate itself with more rats if it is planning on traversing down a rat-infested sewer. Regardless, those rules don't apply to them.

They weren't cats but ferocious magical beasts, in a den of ants.

She shook her head.

'He wouldn't' She thought. Surely he knew that they had nothing to gain from this man, even though he was previously a King.

"If you put it like that, then there is no reason to say no" Pince Wyatt responded.

Instantly, a brief remembrance flashed passed her mind, and her eyes closed slowly in resignation and her lips parted "Of course, he would'.

….....

Despite the looks I received from Annabelle, I still strode forward and followed behind the fallen King- whose name I still wasn't aware of towards another room.

Generally speaking, I should have been cautious of this being an advent of the enemy's attack, but from his conversation with Annabelle, I concluded that he had no reason to be enemies with us.