Lynn's gaze, Red's gaze, the gaze of the guard team...
And the gaze of the slaves, all fell upon Rose.
Rose's expression was calm, with no fear whatsoever!
Compared to a direct charge against enemy cavalry, compared to the threat of death.
What does this matter?
He's not even afraid of death!
Rose looked at Lynn, speaking with determination, "I killed him, you can dispose of me as you wish!"
Lynn said nothing, instead looking beside Rose.
There, a thin boy was sitting.
[Name]: Charles Anderson
[Ability]: Breeding Level 1, Collection Level 1
[Attributes]: Attack F-, Defense F-, Speed F-, Constitution F-, Energy F-
[Talent]: Good Rider — A natural cavalryman who can easily control horses
[Skills]: None
...
The same surname, and the same 'Good Rider' talent.
Lynn asked, "So, was it because of the trouble your brother caused, and you killed my slave to save him?"
Why was Lynn so sure that the boy next to him was his brother?
