"Ah... all right."
Paris looked utterly helpless.
"Getting saddled with a debt that terrifying out of nowhere puts me in a tough spot too."
"How about this... I could ask Miss Oenone for some money to give you."
"Shameless." Hatonus shot him a glance.
"So why did you save me?" the Heavenly Condemnation Hunter asked from the side, clearly puzzled.
They had not only brought her out of prison but healed her wounds too. She could not make sense of it.
"I wanted to see something bizarre," Yan Huan replied.
The Heavenly Condemnation Hunter: "..."
"And you, the soldier named Paris?"
Paris was delighted that the Heavenly Condemnation Hunter had spoken to him.
"Me?"
"Haha... Moneta's divine word said we mustn't stand by and watch beautiful things perish. You know what I mean, beautiful lady?"
"You really are..." The Heavenly Condemnation Hunter made a sound of disgust.
Paris turned serious again.
"But there's another reason. What you said and did bothered me!"
"Faced with an unjust death, you chose not to fight back. You weren't even willing to struggle."
"So I had to save your life, just to prove to you that fate can be beaten!"
"...Fool." The Heavenly Condemnation Hunter gave a cold snort.
Seeing that she seemed well enough, Paris smiled.
"Come on. Now that you're in Okhma City, exploring the Marble Market is a lot more fun than calling me a fool. Let me show you around!"
"Wait."
Yan Huan blocked their path. "Did I say she could leave?"
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"Come on, man. What else do you want?"
Paris was getting annoyed.
"I already promised to pay you. What more do you want?"
"But you haven't paid me in full."
Yan Huan's expression was stern.
"Promising is one thing. Paying is another."
"Until you've paid every last