Trampled and Broken (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 67

Aslan tilted his head to one side, utterly dumbfounded.

Then he slapped his own ear with his palm.

He wondered if perhaps some strange foreign object had lodged itself in his ear canal, causing him to mishear Warton’s words.

Hestia gasped in alarm. Each time he swung his hand, a sharp *thwack, thwack* echoed—clearly, he was striking himself with considerable force, despite it being his own face.

“Stop it, Aslan. You’ll hurt your ear.”

Hestia frowned slightly as she grabbed his elbow.

“What if you rupture your eardrum?”

“Don’t nag me.”

Though Aslan retorted gruffly, he obediently ceased his excessive behavior like a well-trained hunting hound, following Hestia’s words.

Warton, who had silently watched the exchange between the two, scowled even deeper.

When Aslan’s gaze and attention returned to him, Warton resumed the conversation he’d briefly paused.

His reluctance was now even more pronounced than before.

“You kidnapped her, didn’t you? The Saintess.”

Aslan’s golden eyes stared at his subordinate as if the man had lost his mind.

Seemingly at a complete loss for words, he could only intermittently sputter, “Huh? Huhh…!”

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