The servant named Giles slowly opened his eyes, and the moment his gaze landed on Ethan, his expression froze.
He felt a deep respect for the young man in front of him and instinctively wanted to bow to him.
No matter how much he tried, he was unable to resist and respectfully greeted Ethan, "Greetings, Master. Thank you for reviving me. I will tell you everything."
At the same time, he was unable to control his mouth as he started revealing everything he knew about his mission and the Bloodclaw Tribe behind him.
"Speak."
Ethan's voice was calm but commanding, making Giles shudder.
'No…how can I betray the Bloodclaw Tribe?'
Giles clenched his fists as his lips trembled.
For a moment, it seemed like he was fighting himself to stop speaking about anything.
'Wait a second…what is there to worry about? The moment I start speaking about the Bloodclaw Tribe, I will die.'
