No Regrets

Davis looked at her silhouette which involuntarily radiated such loneliness to an extent that he could even feel it behind a projection from the mirror.

That woman had saved him and protected him all this while, yet, on purpose or not, choose to shove his blade on her back for his own survival.

For the second time in his life, he felt disgusted by his actions, but his expression still didn't change as he kept watching the projection.

"Leave that woman alone..." Davis uttered while pointing at Mulia.

Garvin chuckled, "Do you favor her?"

"No, I owe her one." Davis casually replied as he retracted his hand but mused, 'Maybe a lot...'

"What about the others?" Garvin shrugged and questioned.

Davis looked at Garvin as he narrowed his eyes. He understood that he was helping him take care of his enemies now that he had signed the Blood Soul Contract.