"What's wrong? Is there something you're unhappy about? Whatever you want, I'll go find it for you."
Seeing Eric's hand turning red from using too much force, Arthur painfully pulled his hand down from his head. While gently rubbing it with restrained strength, he asked carefully.
Eric impatiently pulled his hand back: "You know, yet you ask."
So he still wanted to go back. Arthur lowered his head dejectedly.
After a long while, he listlessly raised his head and whispered: "If you really want to go back, I'll go back with you to take a look. Trust me, that beastman definitely won't be in trouble."
Eric's eyes immediately widened: "You're not lying to me, are you? Really? You're really willing to let me go back?"
Seeing him so happy, Arthur felt both bitter and pained in his heart. Naturally, he didn't want to do this; otherwise, he wouldn't have avoided the topic every time it was mentioned these past few days.
