"Chapter 115: 'Bloody Night'"
"Waaaaah..."
In the woods not far from the camp, Magray cried nonstop like a bullied child, weeping his heart out.
"My Merika... my Merika..."
Whenever he thought of the only woman he loved lying in another man's arms, with that man even threatening him never to pester her again, Magray's tears simply would not stop.
"It was supposed to be mine... mine..."
The more Magray thought about it, the sadder and more unwilling he became. His tears flowed harder and harder, and even snot began to run from his nose.
He had not looked this miserable since he was seven years old. That alone showed just how heartbroken Magray was.
"I won't give up... I absolutely won't give up..."
Magray kept telling himself that.
"There must still be a chance... a chance..."
Although thinking of Shien's threat made Magray want to collapse to the ground, he truly could not bring himself to give up Merika.
After all, this man's obsession with Merika was so deep that he had been willing to give up his noble status to have her. No matter how much he feared Shien, Magray did not want to give up.
Of course, Shien had truly frightened Magray into submission. He did not dare entertain any thoughts of revenge.
If not for that, Shien might not necessarily have let Magray leave. Even if he had not killed him in the camp, he would have found a way to deal with Magray and prevent endless trouble later.
Now, Magray both hated and feared Shien. On one hand, he had lost all will to resist; on the other, he was unwilling to give up Merika just like that.
So Magray could only mutter to himself.
"He can't stay by Merika's side forever. Sooner or later, Merika