Bab 69: If It Was My Mother...?

Kaisen's blood was boiling, but he kept it together, clenching the reins of his horse with a grip so tight, it might as well have been iron.

With a scowl on his face, he yanked the reins harder, channeling all his frustration and anger into that simple gesture.

It was like something straight out of a movie or anime, you know?

The emotional hero, torn between duty and love, his heart heavy as he watches the heroine ride off into the sunset.

But Kaisen wasn't about to let that happen.

Oh no, he was gonna chase after her.

Because that's what heroes do, right?

And not entirely because he wants that Elfussy.

Just when Kaisen thought he had it all under control, he gave the reins a firm tug, and that's when all hell broke loose.

His horse let out a startled neigh, its hooves kicking up dust as it reared up on its hind legs like it had a mind of its own.

"Whoa...whoa...easy now..."