"Sir...?" A timid voice interrupted Black Cat's thoughts. He turned and saw a pair of beautiful eyes holding a trace of fear and gratitude. Looking at the corpses scattered across the ground, she could not help but shudder slightly. "How about... my brother and I go back?"
The two had never seen so many dead people before. Or rather, they had never seen dead people at all.
Black Cat had always dealt with the pursuing forces where the two could not see, but when this scene unfolded before their eyes, Wanda felt only deep guilt.
They were still too young to understand right from wrong, but so many people dying because of them was already something her kindness could not bear.
"Then they would have died for nothing." Black Cat spoke slowly, his voice low and hoarse. There was a somewhat affected attempt at maturity in it, but it still revealed a trace of youthfulness.
However, the other two had no time to care about that—
"But if we do that... even more people will die..." the girl murmured conflictedly. Black Cat abruptly raised his head, his feline eyes fixed on hers.
He took a step forward, frightening the girl into retreating half a step. Black Cat's terrifying strength made her instinctively afraid of him, yet she also felt a certain longing and... something more complicated.
"You possess that kind of value." Black Cat did not care about any of that. He was only following his heart, wanting to protect these two children. Teaching them how to survive was what he wanted to do. As for how the children viewed him, it did not matter. "And value itself is not a sin."
"Do not shoulder burdens that mean nothing."
"Even if more people die because of it, the ones who