There Must Be Something You Want To Protect

"What do you mean?"

Lagren widened his eyes, clenching the mug in his hand.

"The literal meaning," Kieran said calmly.

Lagren widened his eyes at Kieran, his gaze panic-stricken. After three or four seconds, Lagren sighed and said, "I know that right. You weren't then, but you are now. People will only believe what they want to believe. Even if I were to jump out and say you aren't one, people would doubt me instead of you. Even though what I have to say is the truth."

Lagren shook his head as he sighed. He took another gulp of his beer.

When the hotel owner lowered his mug, his face showed strictness, his presence even changing.

It was as though he was a normal man that had transformed into a lion, a fearsome beast. He stared at Kieran and asked, "Then what are you going to do with them?"

"Just follow the pace," Kieran's reply was still as calm as ever.