62 These endless struggles are a prelude to our sick love!

With a flick of my hand, from my storage ring, I summoned a low-grade sword.

Even if the cheap sword was a bit rusty, it was enough to finish the job.

I could feel Angela's deep gaze that never left my sight. It was clear….

She wanted to say a million words, but the situation was holding her back.

"Sir, it isn't good to interfere in other people's business. Life is too short; you may not realise when your head is chopped off."

The unscrupulous village head, who confronted me, showed a lewd smile, thinking my actions were still a part of our plan, but poor him didn't know that from the beginning itself, I had no plans to leave behind a witness.

Like a fool, he even gave me a wink from the corner of his eyes.

The possibility that in the future, even if by a fluke, this scum would tell the truth about today's events to Angela was enough to give me a constant headache.