Roy pulled his sword away from Swift Death after getting what he wanted.
The assassin breathed out in relief, but wariness was still present in his eyes.
"Oh, I see."
A thoughtful look appeared on Roy's face as he said that.
Roy had made the mistake of judging the people of this world with the mentality of an Earthling. Rose was much worse than the average, for she treated people as either useful tools or useless waste. Her official fiance was of the most troublesome second type.
She wanted to marry the Son of Achlys, but she was officially engaged to him, meaning he, a useless waste, could kick up a fuss at her wedding, ruining her love life with her love and glorious future as the daughter-in-law of the Achlys.
There were only two ways for this engagement to be officially dissolved.
The first was, of course, both parties signing the dissolution of the betrothed contract, which was still to happen.
This sh** was shocking as hell. To find out the assassin is a crossdresser... Even I was forced off my seat!