Chapter38-Who’s the Real Appetizer Here?

Cinderella ran all the way up to the mountaintop.

"Mentor! Mentor, help!" she cried.

Owen, who had been napping, was so startled that he nearly fell out of bed.

"What's wrong, Cinderella?"

"It's not me. It's my friend." Cinderella pointed at Arthur lying on the ground. "A bad guy almost kidnapped him, and now he's like this."

"Mentor, can you save him?"

"Arthur has always taken care of us. Sometimes, he even goes hungry just to give us food."

Sounds like a good kid.

Owen examined Arthur carefully.

"It looks like that bad guy also beat your friend up," Owen said seriously. "The handprints on his face are very obvious."

"...That was me," Cinderella mumbled awkwardly. "I tried to wake him up, but I didn't control my strength."

"You're quite strong yourself, dragging a boy much bigger than you all the way back here," Owen said, clearly satisfied. "Looks like giving you extra meat and eggs paid off."