Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly. "Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon.

choose between me

hands subconsciously fiddling

like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a dog of

"Seamus!"

out of the blue. It had galloped around the track with her. She had been terrified, screaming, and it was Seamus who had risked himself to stop the horse, placing himself beneath

instructor at the time had said they, as professionals, wouldn't dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just a teenage boy. He could have easily

everything I do is for you." His voice was hoarse. "Don't worry. Once I'm

healing first. Right now, your health is the

arranging to meet

up before arriving on time. As he entered a dark

with no alcohol in front of him, only half a cup of lukewarm water. His countenance revealed no emotion, appearing somewhat stern as he observed

immediately stood up, afraid

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