"Don't think about going down, my lord."
Darkley threw Adal onto the cart platform amidst his disbelief, anger, and fear.
"Your ankle is broken, going down will only get you trampled to death. It's better to stay here, at least you can live a few more minutes, right?"
"No, you can take me with you! You absolutely can, Darkley!"
Adal could see Darkley was serious, this lowlife really intended to leave him here, letting the Demon Hunter vent his wrath.
Adal suddenly felt a sense of absurdity; after all, he was a Duke of the Niflgaard Empire!
But quickly, the heat of the wildfire, along with the battling and fleeing troops, brought him back to his senses and reality.
"I can disguise like you! There are corpses everywhere here! Just do me a favor, when I return alive to Golden Pagoda City, I swear by the Great Sun you'll become powerful! Noble!"
"As long as you help me change clothes, we can leave together! You can achieve wealth and prestige!"
