She looked at the blade and cold sweet ran down her forehead.
"And you tell me you need help too, when you have not been idle these last five years without me." Chiron mused.
"Well... You were gone for such a long time. What was a helpless defenseless girl supposed to do without her big, strong, muscular protector." Emma leaned in closer again. Regardless of the knife that was close to her neck.
Chiron was not a fool. He knew that she had some kind of treasure or weapon artefact on her. That was how she was able to defend against his strike just now.
In truth, with the Fate Change System, he had long knew of this treasure. Chiron was actually impressed. She had kept herself safe all this time just to see that his plan had come to fruitition.