Chapter 73: Fights In Shadows: Chapter 73 The Two Color Pupils

"Hmm, seems quite well, eh boy?!" The man stopped in his tracks, turned around, and approached again, his right hand once more gathering power. Yet, perhaps it was a primal instinct, a subconscious perception of threat that made him lift the infant girl in his left arm to shield his heart.

Kampas, who had been anxiously observing the situation from a hidden vantage and was nearly at the point of bursting forth to rescue little Bread himself, now displayed an unprecedented excitement on his face.

Kampas watched Idiot's current state, discerning something in the depths of his eyes.

His dark brown eyes had long shown a coldness, numbed by experiencing every kind of bitter hardship, a coldness that could freeze everything and endure or even ignore all pain.