WOLVIRE
I wonder what I would have done if he intended to kill me instead of keeping me his slave.
However, as I sat on the stone bed again, I suddenly had the thought that maybe being evil is not that bad.
I immediately shook my head vigorously. What the hell was I thinking? I am really messed up, both soul and mind.
Someone coughed. I was a little taken aback, but it turned out to be just Hugo. He carried something in both hands, some kind of black plastic bag. I frowned in surprise, but immediately opened my eyes wide, flabbergasted. The smell of food wafted through the cave. I walked up to the man with the scar on his cheek quickly, barely caring about our hostility.
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