I stood there dumbfounded by Sir Dustin's request, no, his life wish. This wasn't a game, this was life or death. And he was betting it all on me. I was seriously stressing out. so much that I began to retreat from the scene.
“Master?” Sir Dustin looked at me slowly retreating with such sincere eyes. I was perturbed.
I stopped myself and stood still.
I began to think but no matter how I thought about the situation I couldn't reach a better conclusion. The more I saw him on his knee with his bleeding hand, it made it even more difficult to decide if this was the right course of action or not, I couldn't just trust him but... his conviction to serve me made me think otherwise.
At the moment, all I could do was...
“Fine...!” Menacingly, I rolled back my golden-dyed bangs back as I said that. My expression had suddenly changed from calm to thrilling.
“Pardon, sire!? Did you say...?"