A black-haired young man staggered toward them, clutching half a bottle of liquor.
Despite his drunken haze, he still made an effort to stand tall and glared at the group of mercenaries.
"Under the watch of the Star God, how dare you bully a lady!"
"I am ashamed of you!"
The young man swayed and stumbled, stepping in front of Hathaway to protect her.
Turning to face her, he tried to force a smile, believing it would seem reassuring.
"Don't... don't worry, lady! With me, Leo, here, no one can hurt you!"
The mercenaries sneered at the sight.
"Kid, are you drunk? Star God won't care about such trivial matters!"
The others burst into laughter, completely disregarding the drunken boy.
Hathaway's icy gaze swept over the mercenaries before she calmly spoke to the young man in front of her.
"I can handle these guys myself."
The young Leo furrowed his brows and, with the stubbornness characteristic of a drunk, shouted,
