Fao looked at the boy who had collapsed to the ground, shaking his head and said, "Rest well here, leave the remaining battle to us."
Perhaps because of the impending danger, his mood was a bit agitated, unlike his usual calm demeanor, his actions were somewhat more aggressive.
Just as he dragged Danny to the side for him to rest, he heard a quarrel.
"You brat! What are you arguing with me for? Huh?"
Fao paused for a moment, lifting his eyes to see Radley striking the young Warrior crouching to dodge, with the hilt of his sword—just because the boy seemed to have whispered something to him.
Radley's temple veins bulged, the edges of his pupils tinged with an abnormal flush: "Shut your mouth! What the gods need are warriors, not cowards! I'm not your nanny!"
Radley and his nephew.
Although Fao did not know their backstory, the way these two interacted daily seemed more like a father and son than merely uncle and nephew.
