47 Slaughter

"Huh, what do you mean by that?"

Suddenly, Lucas reached for the sword at his waist and slashed at the man.

"Wait… wait, Lucas." The man closed his eyes as a disgusting smell emitted from him.

Just as the sword was about to touch him, Lucas stopped.

The man fell to the ground with a "thud," in a horrified expression of disbelief as he looked at the cold blade in horror, with the tip right in front of his eyes.

"If I had made any move, I would be dead…" he thought, with a terrified expression.

"I said leave," Lucas muttered with a pained expression.

"But…"

He was suddenly stopped as he felt an arm on his shoulder.

"Let's leave it," he looked at his friend, who shook his head.

The man sighed as all the boys left, leaving a sobbing woman behind.

After all of them left, Lucas licked his dry lips, seeing the beauty in front of him.