I could already tell from the first glance that the knife had changed. A bloodthirsty aura seemed to emanate from it, and I could feel sweat forming at the back of my shirt.
"....."
Staring at it in silence, I then turned my attention back towards the Realmwalker.
It stared at me in silence, not saying anything.
One glimpse at the loyalty tab and I knew why. I started to scratch the back of my head, pursing my lips at the same time as I started to speak.
"The situation was outside of my control. It was the only way for me to survive."
"....."
"I understand that you've died multiple times, but you were of great help."
"....."
"If you think about it, if I die, you die. At the end of the day, you can say that you did this to protect yourself."
"....."
"It won't happen again."
"....."
"I—"
Pausing, I frowned.
Why was I making so many excuses? There was no need for me to make any excuses. I did what I did in order to survive.
