THE KING

“I didn't know that you could turn out to be reliable enough,” Mila said as she walked over to Aaric who had taken care of the last guard and was taking some keys from the waist of one of them.

“Of course I can be relied on,” Aaric said, glancing at Mila mischievously. “You can count on me whenever you want.”

“I will agree with your statement once you remove this thing from my ankle.” Mila again pointed at the anklet which was still wrapped around her ankle, and still made a very annoying noise.

“For that…” Aaric laughed wryly, stuffing all the keys he could find from each of the guards' bodies. Those keys would surely come in handy later. "As for that one, you will have to wait a little longer until I come up with a better idea than cutting off your leg."

"Aaric!" Mila shouted while hitting the man's arm hard enough, making him wince in pain.

"Okay, okay." Aaric raised his hands, indicating he gave up. "Let's go now, before the remaining guards also notice that something was wrong he