"What? Isn’t my role harder than yours?”

“You’re the one who said our combat roles are clear, Miss Cherry. You can do this.”

I shot him a skeptical look, and he smirked, tilting his head slightly as he asked, “Or is it that you don’t trust yourself, Miss Cherry? Then trust me entirely instead. I’ll save you—no matter what it takes.”

He lightly patted my head after saying that.

Looking back, I might’ve fallen under some sort of hypnosis then. A belief that, as long as I trusted him, we’d make it through somehow.

In the end, I didn’t capture the queen but the king instead, though in this situation, it’s all the same. No need to split hairs.

Anyway, Ethan had also proposed a method for taking down the small fry all at once.

“Miss Cherry, have you ever heard the saying, ‘No risk, no reward’?”

“My father used to say something similar when he was running the business. High risk, high return.”

“Good, then this’ll be easy to understand. To deal with the small fry, we need to take some risks.”

“What kind of risks?”

“Making noise.”@@novelbin@@

“For example?”

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