Unexpectedly, I saw Darien at the entrance of Mermaid Street, standing next to the wooden sign and staring at me. People were coming and going on the street, but the cold wind brought out could not dissipate the low air pressure that was almost solidified around him. His low air pressure made me feel very bad.
He frowned and walked towards me quickly. The physical pressure around him made Father John beside me take a step back involuntarily, but he still didn't forget to pull me behind him, "Hey! Little one! Master! You can’t behave like this to a girl!”
Those words made Darian stunned for a moment. Then, his steps flickered, and in the next second he passed Father John directly and forced himself in front of me. "What can't you tell me? Do you have to come here alone?" He said He asked, looking down into my eyes.
His voice was a little gloomy, which made my heart beat a little faster, "This is my business, Dallion." I subconsciously took a few steps back, "Don't you think you have too much to do?!"
"Am I troublesome?!" He laughed angrily, stretched out his hand and grabbed my arm hard, and pulled me to the street without any explanation, "Do you know how hurtful it is to talk like this?! If you are not mine... mine Friend, what do I care about you?!”
"Young Master! You have to talk to the girl properly. If you do this... uh, you will scare her..."
"Go back, Father John!" Dallion turned his head and said coldly, and then he stared at me again, "You, now, follow me to the recruit camp."
I stood vigorously, trying to resist his force pulling me forward, "I have to go to that kid's house and see!"
"not today!"
"Why?!"
My voice rose, causing people passing by to look sideways.
At that moment, a young and sweet voice sounded from behind us, "Yo! Little Messiah!"
Looking back, I saw the handsome young man at a glance. His facial features were soft and his gray eyes were like spring water.
I recognized him, he was Fernando's man, Surrey.
I saw him walking slowly towards us with his hands folded, the smile on his face as bright as the sunshine above his head.
His figure flickered in the crowd, and in just a few breaths, he was in front of us.
At that moment, I felt Dallion's palm became harder.
"This is not a good thing for you, young Master Mograine." Sari said with a smile, "How could you deceive me and say that you are going to the city defense prison? We can obviously talk more."
Calmly, Dallion pushed me back, "I know who you are, sir."
"Oh!" Sari raised his eyebrows, "Then you should know not to hinder us."
"But I won't let you get in touch with the Messiah."
"You have to know that the boss is very satisfied with that lady. She is a natural..."
"No." Dallion opened his hand slightly and repeated in a deep voice, "No."
Sari blinked and sighed deeply. Then, he turned his head and looked at me, with a soft and seductive voice, "Little Messiah? Do you want to know who to take revenge on? For that young man of yours - Serin ?”
That name made me bite my lips. It took me a long while before I could say, "To whom?"
"Messiah!" Dallion was a little angry, and his strong palm almost crushed my wrist.
"Darian!" I was also a little angry, "I know you are good to me, but there are some things I must do, must!"
