"Haha."
The Prophet let out a laugh, but quickly followed it with a cough.
"You have countless reasons to kill me, but only one reason not to." The Prophet looked at him. "Hiddy."
Hiddy!
Julius Reed was very fond of Hiddy, and under his influence, Osher Reed was equally captivated by Hiddy.
Julius Reed and Osher Reed had many interactions five thousand years ago, a time when Osher Reed had already inherited Julius Reed's memories.
To drive Osher Reed away, Julius Reed forgot many things from those years.
It came at a great cost.
The mention of Hiddy showed that the Prophet was indeed a bit flustered.
Except this panic did not show on his face.
"Killing you, Hiddy wouldn't know. If I avenge you then, wouldn't it move her even more?" Julius Reed said leisurely, sitting on a chair.
"So according to you, I must die today?" The Prophet let out a light chuckle, struggling to sit up.
