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.

Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick

choose between me and

taken aback, her hands subconsciously fiddling with

it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly speaking, I'm just a dog of the Hamertons... Heh, what right do I have to compare with

"Seamus!"

time from her childhood when she had been riding a horse, and the horse had been alarmed out of the blue. It had galloped around

method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just

voice was hoarse.

healing first. Right now, your health is the most important

arranging to meet him in

arriving on time. As he entered a dark corner of the bar, there was only one table there, oddly out of place

of him, only half a cup of lukewarm water. His countenance revealed no

opposite him but immediately stood up,

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