In the evening, Noan was sitting inside the house when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He frowned, thinking, "Could it be that those lords have decided to come here to ask for food and medicine?"
He was certain that after what he had said, those people wouldn't dare come looking for him anytime soon.
On the contrary, he wasn't worried about any lord attacking him, not even Hawke.
At the moment, he still has the system's protection. If they wanted to fight him, that was possible, but killing him was impossible.
Previously, he endured and let Hawke beat him because he wanted peace to develop in silence.
But if he were ever pushed to the brink, he would retaliate.
Krit! Krit!
Suddenly, Zhisse appeared, chirping twice. It repeatedly waved its front legs as if trying to say something.
Seeing its expression, Noan frowned, nodded, and said, "I understand."
After speaking, he stood up and walked toward the door.