However, there was still nothing.
"Young Master Lucian." The captain walked over.
His voice woke Lucian up.
Lucian didn't look at the captain. His arm trembled and Ace, who was in his arms, leaned to the side.
Lucian lowered his head and looked at the bloodstains on Ace's body. He saw that his hands were no longer as fair as before and were covered in warm blood-red liquid.
This blood came from the person in his arms. It belonged to Ace's life. It stained his hands as if these hands had sucked away all the life in this small body.
"Ah…" Lucian's eyes widened, and his throat trembled and his voice was hoarse.
"Ahhhh!"
"If I cause you any trouble, I'll definitely deal with it myself."
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"Because I can't forgive myself when I think that I'll harm you."
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'I hope…'
'I can be more powerful…'
"This way, I can protect you."
