Still, he nodded, accepting her goodwill, and followed behind the little girl.
But then again, why was he walking?
Couldn't he teleport?
After leaving the camp, a strange expression appeared on Russell's face.
Yet, seeing that the girl had already shouldered everything and was even clearing the way for him, he couldn't help but feel that perhaps this was fine too.
After all—
Bronya was fairly reliable.
With the Urban King of Soldiers template, she was naturally a capable big sister.
Considering that many soldier kings could get their older cousins pregnant at seven or eight, it didn't seem impossible for this girl to use her intelligence to instantly map out a decent route, did it?
That was what he thought.
For the moment, he didn't teleport. He merely slowed down and followed her for a while.
The girl strode forward boldly as well.
It made people look forward to what came next.
But before they had gone far, the tiny girl ahead staggered and fell to the ground.
Russell: "Huh?"
He walked over in surprise, grabbed the bags on the girl, and was shocked to discover that the two bags were as heavy as a college girl's suitcase.
—Your senior showed you how it was done, but you treated your senior like Xiangzi. The weight of two Xiangzis was clearly beyond what a seven-year-old could bear.
He took out a knife and cut open the girl's leg wraps, revealing large purple bruises beneath them.
Russell's eyelids twitched at the sight.
Even without looking, he could guess that her legs, waist, and forearms were covered in massive bruises too.
How had she ended up like this?
Wasn't Bronya pretty smar—
The idiot was you. Why would you have the illusion that a seven-year-old could be dependable? She hadn't even thought