The assailants on this side clearly felt the astonishing aura of the tall man, so much so that no one came forward for a long time.
Until a voice rang out, "Leave him to me."
Then the owner of the voice stepped out from the crowd.
The tall man squinted his eyes, he had found the voice somewhat familiar when he first heard it, and as the face of the newcomer became clear, his surprise only intensified.
"Golden Eyes, it's you. Have you betrayed the lord?"
"I prefer to call it breaking free from control, regaining my freedom," declared Golden Eyes unabashedly.
"You know the fate of traitors."
"I can hardly wait to see you kneeling on the ground in three days, crying and begging for the lord's forgiveness. Actually, that won't happen because I'll take your life tonight, consider it my mercy," the tall man said.
"You talk as if you won the duel a year ago," Golden Eyes sneered.
