章 273: Conspiracy?

"What do you think of Roderik?" Morgana asked.

Damian was facing her, seeing her gorgeous body. Morgana was passing her hand on her boobs, making Damian halter before answering her.

"I feel like he doesn't give a shit about us, but that's understandable," Damian said as he played with a tiny rock, making it float above his hand. "He needs to think about the goods he's selling to the nearby city and not about us."

Roderik was a merchant, and he was after profit. Damian and Morgana were getting a ride with him—after paying some coins, of course—but the main reason Roderik was traversing the Black Mountains was to reach a city on the other side to sell his stuff. He wanted to earn money and not protect the people who went with him.

"It makes sense, but I still wish he would at least look for us. The man ignored us completely after saving his ass."