Chapitre 56: Monke Schemes

"So… What brings you here, towing the children of Bentley along?"

"To seek refuge."

We were currently inside my Dungeon, the Human area to be precise. I bought a table for 5 DP, and chairs for them to sit on, totaling 20 DP expenditure in total.

We were situated in a round table format, with Luke and the children sitting on wooden chairs on one side, and Merethyl sitting on another chair beside me, where I stood with narrowed eyes.

"… Let me take a wild guess," I sighed, pinching my nose with my fingers, "Bentley was on the side that lost, and was scheduled for execution?"

"That is… indeed, correct." Luke sighed out, depressed. His friend, the man he swore to serve for the rest of his life, reduced to a corpse due to infighting was… a hard pill to swallow. The children he brought along also looked extremely downcast.