In accordance with the Jareans' plan, they probably intended to gain sympathy by pretending to be in distress or trying to win my trust with sweet words.
Once they succeeded, they would start killing us off or enslaving us.
Setting aside the fact that they were three against one, these Jareans probably assumed my old gun was some relic I found in a ruin.
In their estimation, a mere common person wouldn't be equipped with such an antique weapon.
But what they failed to realize was that I wasn't just an ordinary person in their eyes.
As they faced me with a sudden turn of events, I sensed their attempt to renegotiate, but I didn't give them a chance to speak.
"Any of you hesitate, and I'll come kill him. Then, all of you will die!" I sneered, my voice devoid of any emotion.
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