Javier chewed lazily, enjoying the special roast meat he had just paid for. The rich flavors melted in his mouth, and for a moment, life was good.
Then—
The town guard rushed toward him, panting heavily.
"Young Master! We have urgent information!"
Javier sighed, setting his skewer down. "Hmm?"
The guard continued, "Reports from the outposts confirm multiple Amazarak warriors inside our region. They may be targeting the Lord's family—"
Before he could finish—
The sound of weapons being drawn.
Liana and Gloria had already unsheathed their weapons, their eyes locked onto the surroundings, ready to eliminate threats immediately.
The village fell into silence. Tension filled the air. Everyone was waiting for Javier's reaction. Would he order an attack? Would he prepare for battle?
But instead—he just casually took another bite of his meat.
And then—he pointed.
"Hmm? You mean that pile of bodies over there?"
The guard, Liana, and Gloria froze. They turned to look.
