Shelley, following behind Roy, felt warmth bloom in her heart when she heard Roy's conversation with Douglas.
So Master spared this man because he wanted him to recognize me as his master and protect me?
Thinking it over carefully, Douglas's strength was no weaker than that of some of the Seven-Star Elders in the clan.
With his Innate Divine Ability included, fewer than a handful of Seven-Star Elders in the clan could defeat Douglas with certainty.
"Hmph!"
Hearing Douglas's plea, Roy snorted coldly. "Sorry, I'm not interested in your begging. However, you were originally a slave I prepared for my maid. If you can gain her agreement, why shouldn't I spare your life?"
After saying that, Roy tossed Douglas before Shelley and headed into the palace himself.
Having barely bought himself some more time to live, Douglas raised his head. Seeing the woman before him, whose Divine Clone he had also killed, he smiled awkwardly, retrieved the spear he had planted in the ground, and returned to kneel at the palace entrance.
Shelley had thought this man would tearfully beg her, but Douglas merely knelt at the entrance. Finding it strange, she stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Miss, I am waiting for Lord Roy's maid to return, so I can request her protection."
Shelley had arrived following behind Lord Roy, so Douglas did not dare show her any disrespect.
Otherwise, after finally managing to cling to life, one wrong sentence here might send him straight to his death again.
"Ah? Oh..."
Shelley suddenly understood.
She herself had only become Master Roy's maid not long ago, so Douglas still believed Master Roy's maid was Chris?
Thinking of this, Shelley suddenly revealed a sweet smile and softly said to Douglas, "Mr. bandit leader, do you think there is a