Chapitre 401: One More Evidence

Alex sat in the carriage at nighttime slowly carving away at the metal place on his hand. His inscription pen danced along the plate as he carved strokes on it.

The woman in red looked at him with a glaring eye from the side, but said nothing.

Last night, when the bandits were all killed, She had returned to call him a coward for not killing the bandits and the conversation that followed it annoyed her.

"You are a coward," she said.

"Sure, you can call me that," Alex said paying no heed to her words.

"Don't you know how bad the bandits are? They kill, pillage, r*pe the people on the road. They are the worst people living in the empire," she exclaimed.

"I know," Alex said.

"Then why did you let them live?" she asked confused. The conversation was not going the way she had expected to. He didn't deny a single accuse of her.