Chapitre 93: Chapter 91

Asher almost kicks the door open with this demeanor, clothes a little out of place and breathing heavily, knuckles and sword red with the blood of others, with many pass out guards behind him laying on the floor, so it is not hard to guess why he is bearing such disheveled appearance.

"Captain Murray, so kind of you to join us, please take a sit." At those words the guards stop on their tracks to retaliate back, all waiting for a change of command or a sudden attack from Asher, or rather any excuse to avenge their fallen soldiers.

Asher, however, once inside, looks at the boy and, for the first time I meet him, looks genuinely surprised, wide eyes and all, and quickly puts his sword back into the scabbard and goes down to one knee, giving me a quick view of a marking at the back of his hand that is currently faintly shining in a way similar to mine, however the events unfolds before gives me no time to ponder about it.