"To avoid trouble, the four guards must die," Mulder said bluntly.

The four Red Legion guards instantly turned pale upon hearing that.

Even Warrick frowned, his face darkening. "What nonsense are you spouting? They are my personal guards, my brothers-in-arms. How could they possibly betray me?"

"You never really know who you can trust. Betrayal happens all the time—even between comrades. For your safety, we can't take that risk," Mulder said solemnly.

"A warrior can be killed but never disgraced. We've followed Sir Prescott for years, through life and death. No matter the cost—even if it's our lives—we would never betray him," Geralt said.

"That's right. Don't judge loyal men by your own petty standards," Kalen snapped.

Hmph! Scum like you could never understand the bond between men who have fought and bled together," another added.

They responded to Mulder's words with a mix of anger and disdain.

These men were Warrick's personal guards—battle-hardened and fiercely loyal. The