Chapter 143. Luxury Guns

Lexcis Aeden

I wouldn't fight a girl. When another woman's around, it's better to let her handle it.

The man is shocked by the change in her, "yes." I am the king. Oh no!" I say this right before I hit him over the head with mine.

Chantel's weird way of talking during a fight is making me sound like her.

Now that the man is on the ground, I decide to end the fight quickly by cutting him open with the sword. He starts coughing up blood soon after I hear the crack of his ribs.

Turning around, Chantel is looking at me. "It is creepy how cold-blooded you do this shit."

"Again, says the woman covered in blood." I quip.

"Do not act like you hate it. You like blood, right?"

"Later, Chantel," I warn her. "Later."

She laughs and says, "Can't wait, my king," then tries to curtsy, but she forgot that she was hurt.

"I am going to he