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.

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

between me and Morpheus, who would

was taken aback, her hands

is the one you like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a dog of the Hamertons... Heh, what right do I have to

"Seamus!"

a horse, and the horse had been alarmed out of the blue. It had galloped around the track

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 lost his life to the horse's hooves, yet he had risked everything to protect

hoarse. "Don't worry. Once I'm healed, I'll ensure

on healing first. Right now, your health is the

to meet him

entered a dark corner of the bar,

sat there 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

him but immediately stood up, afraid

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