Chapitre 521: Blending In Part III

“Are you caring for me, hm, Nuchjaree?” The man asked with some hidden intention.

“Y ...you’re crazy?!” Nuchjaree snapped. “I’m just worried that I'd get killed with you, too, because getting held hostage is already tiring enough.”

Sven smiled mildly at her words. Then he intentionally ruffed her hair gently a couple of times without saying anything about this anymore.

Shortly after that, he glanced over to Tristan City, before opening some information windows to check the number of the players in there. Nuchjaree was silent as she watched the back of this man as he worked on those screens. Her hand was adjusting her hair back in place with a slight red tint on her face.

“You’re really going to fight them by yourself?” Nuchjaree asked.

The man sighed briefly.

“I’ve told you many times that I'm not going in there to fight, just spying.” He looked at his inventory window after replying to get ready. “I’m not stupid to get killed here.”