I turned toward Bearlo once again, ready to explain the disadvantages of the situation to him, but what greeted my sight made me pause for a second.
That bastard was looking at me with determined eyes.
I had seen him like this once before, back when we first met, back when he had chased after me as my enemy because I had insulted his girlfriend.
Ahh, this bastard.
I didn't know why, but he carried the same intensity in his eyes even now.
Did he seriously fall in love with that trap or something?
I narrowed my eyes, but even then, his behavior didn't feel like love.
Still, one thing was clear.
Looking at his expression, I knew there was no convincing him to hand his friends over without resistance.
"Argh. Dammit. Whatever." I ran a hand through my hair in annoyance. "Fine. They can stay for some time. But what's their plan after that?"
With those words, my eyes naturally fell upon the culprits in question.
