“If I believe those pointless words of Richard’s, I’ll grow soft and start to trust him. He might use me as a tool in the future.” Donald sighed and did not want to harbor such negative opinions toward a 10-year-old.

Still, he could not suppress the concerned thoughts from brewing in his head, so he gradually lost his calm.

Darius kept both hands behind his back but smiled just then. He found the way things developed to be more interesting than before. He had already left the door at that point.

Earlier, when Donald was heading over, many other subordinates wanted to join but got rejected by Darius for having weak combat skills. There was no telling what would happen if the group followed along; after all, Darius was unfamiliar with the territory around him.

Thus, the group of subordinates, excluding Donald, would be in danger if the Brezinski family had many skilled fighters at their disposal. That was why only three people were here today—Bridget, Darius, and Donald.

Bridget had