Hearing Wei En admit it, Marco leaned against the desk and said with great interest, "The first time I came here, I was drawn to the way she looked."
"I remember I was only sixteen then. I just felt like I wanted to stay here forever, even if all I did was look at her..."
"Back then, my two older brothers had the same thought as me..."
He seemed extremely excited, pouring out nonstop stories of his glorious deeds in Never-Night City over the past few years.
Aside from coming to take a look at Mitra from time to time, what he loved most was going to the basement to watch "Beast Fighting."
It was an extremely savage kind of combat. The participants included Demon Hunters, wizards, pirates, and other transcendents.
And their opponents were all kinds of Aberrations prepared by Never-Night City—some human, some beasts, and even Sea Sirens caught from the deep sea.
Almost every battle was accompanied by brutal slaughter, bloody and hideous scenes, and, in the end, a brave victor.
"If I could, I'd really like to try participating in one myself. Unfortunately, my father and my brothers all disagree..."
Wei En had no interest whatsoever in Beast Fighting and said with distaste, "That kind of battle is far too dangerous. They're right to disagree."
"A true warrior has to experience scenes like that."
Marco said with feeling, "Actually, the place I most wanted to go was the Combat Department, not the Logistics Department. Although I can experience a few battles there too, in the end, they're still not intense enough..."
Not intense enough?
Was that really what he thought?
Then what did Claire, whom they had run into in the slums two days ago, count as?
Wei En frowned slightly and carefully observed Marco.
He