Friend

The four men drew closer to Zarius and Felius.

"Which one do you choose, Rius?" Felius whispered to Zarius, who was still behind him.

"I'll just pick the skinny guy and the uncle in the red shirt, Friend!" Zarius replied, without realizing he had already called Felius 'Friend'. Even though they often get into fights, the two of them are still neighbors. After all, Zarius was so naive that he thought everyone was a friend.

However, Felius didn't seem to really care what he was called. The focus of his eyes was on two other men besides the choice of the stranger who had helped him earlier. If Zarius hadn't shouted earlier, Felius would have been stabbed by the knife earlier. Alright, all of this was planned by Felius, the first prince of the Vassilias Clan.

The four men immediately charged towards Zarius and Felius.