A sharp blade inches away from his death no longer affects him. At that very moment, for him, death is just a meaningless and less painful definition of living. "I'm sorry, I will do what it takes for Samantha. I'm pretty sure her family and relatives are living in the countryside. Besides, the way you two acted is strange, leading to me eavesdropping on your strange conversation." The gust of wind blew slightly, yet Tristan's face is warm and red, signifying Elyon of the only thing that crosses his mind about a man blushing when addressing a lady they hold dear. "You're in love, aren't you?" Elyon blatantly asked. Tristan was assertive so he pushed ahead and did the same affirmation. "What?! N-No..." Tristan suddenly acted bashfully. Elyon brushed his rear and his sleeves and sat besi

