Sylvia gaped in amazement as she watched the small child lift his bow and casually release the double arrow shot.

Cassius made it seem so damned easy and effortless.

The two arrows whirred in the air as they sliced towards the couple of big black boars.

Sylvia watched keenly as the arrows rapidly approached the unassuming animals.

However, one of the boars probably sensed something wrong and turned to glance in their direction.

The animal’s eyes widened in surprise but it was too late as both the arrows pierced directly at their respective throats.

Blood spurted out everywhere and the two boars struggled in pain.

It was an extremely gruesome sight!

Before Sylvia could digest this gory image in front of her, Cassius had already picked up two more arrows and shot them out the very next second, also aimed at the two animals’ throats.

Zing. Zing.

These two arrows shot forward with a purpose and finished the job instantly.

As they hit their target, the two boars did not struggle for long and fell lifelessly down on the ground with loud thuds.

Sylvia gazed at the bloody scene and a knot formed in her throat. They were just now alive but they were already dead.

Sometimes life was too short.

On the other hand, standing by her side, Cassius jumped up and skipped in joy. “Uncle! I did it! I did it!”

Mikel ruffled the young boy’s hair while his eyes lingered on the woman whose face looked pale and colorless.

It was the typical reaction of someone who was not used to seeing blood spill and bodies rot.

Mikel lifted his hand and snapped loudly in front of Sylvia, making her look back at him in alarm. 

“What are you waiting for?” His sharp voice commanded her. “Do I need to spell everything out for you?”

Sylvia blinked, having no idea what nonsense the villain was spouting now.

Mikel’s straight face suddenly broke into a gentle grin as he leaned closer and grabbed the woman’s jaw.

“Grab both those boars, skin, and clean them. Then set up a fire and cook them.”

Sylvia’s eyes widened as she stared at the man wondering how the hell was she supposed to do all of that when she had never done it before.

“What? Do you not know how to?” Mikel asked.

Damn it! This man can definitely read minds! Sylvia gulped nervously. She didn’t have the nerve to answer that question.

“That’s what I thought.” His grip on her jaw tightened making her cheeks puff up cutely. 

“You better pick up the pace. If I get too hungry, then…” He leaned in closer, “I might just eat you up.”

His cool lips brushed her ears, sending shivers down her spine.

Eat me up? Sylvia gulped, the words of the devil replaying in her head as if they were on repeat. 

She felt the man’s grasp on her loosen and she immediately turned around to run towards the dead boars.

She would any day prefer these dead animals over the living devil.

“Uncle, why is slave gal running?” Cassius asked curiously furrowing his brows.

Since Mikel’s back was facing him, he could only catch a slight glimpse of the colorful expressions on Sylvia’s face and did not know what his uncle said or did.

Mikel chuckled, revealing a gentle smile, and this time it was not fake. “She is preparing dinner for us.”

“Do you want to teach her some things?” He tapped the kid’s nose playfully with his finger.

“Yes. Yes.” Cassius beamed and jutted his chest out proudly, before running along and going over to Sylvia.

His eyes fixed on the two figures, Mikel casually flopped down onto the soft green pasture covering the forest grounds.

He leisurely breathed in and out, amusing himself with the theatrics unfolding in front of him.

Theodore, however, still stood erect in a standing position, his body ready and prepared to tackle anything unexpected that came their way.

“Your highness, maybe we should head back?” he mumbled to Mikel since they were alone.

“Hmmm?” Mikel raised his brows.

“That girl… I have a bad feeling about her.” Theodore explained.

“Is this another direct warning from your lizard brain, Theo?” Mikel chuckled, but he did not really doubt the knight’s words.

Theodore turned his head away, his cheeks slightly red. “Your highness…” He sulked.

“Ha Ha. Ok. Ok.” Mikel stopped teasing him. “When have I ever not trusted your guts? There might be trouble tonight but we are staying here nevertheless.” 

“You should be prepared to handle things. You are stocked full on supplies I assume?” Mikel asked, his tone this time a lot more serious.

“Yes, your highness.” Theodore nodded.

“Mmhm. Then tonight is going to get rowdy!” Mikel chuckled lightly, his gaze returned back to the two busybodies dragging the dead boars closer to the group.