Witch Of The Forest
For once, Ken felt lucky to become the servant who could tuck their tail from the man as they had carried out their job.
Other than them, Luke was also in the room. He didn't sit next to Mike and stood behind, exploring the room which had preserved the animal's head hanged around the hall with a hum.
"Hunting must be your hobby, Mr. Smith," Luke commented.
Ken pulled the corner of his lips with a hard struggle to smile.
"Yes, it is."
"That sound nice, have you ever go to the North? That's the best place for hunting." Luke replied, making a small conversation that could light the tense mood of the room.
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