"Oh... I see," Faye also lowered her head. In this corner, Malin could see the tears at the corner of her eye, but to his surprise, the girl eventually bent down and kissed him on the face.
"Maybe this is what my mother meant when she said that everyone has their own secret belonging only to them... I won’t pry, but please don’t forget, we are always behind you, looking forward to every day with you. Don’t disappoint the ladies who hold expectations for you, okay?" Faye said with a smile at the end, waiting for Malin’s answer.
Malin nodded, "That’s our promise, so I swear, I will never let down everyone who is expecting me."
After speaking, Malin took Faye’s hand and came over to the creature’s mother. Fio had already finished their work with Lorrin by that time. Malin asked it to chop off the mother’s head, "This is my trophy for you. Perhaps it can be traded for something at the Church of the God of Justice."
"How are we going to drag it back?" Looking at the somewhat large head, faced with Faye’s confusion, Malin finally smashed the window and tossed it down from the second floor.
At this moment, Jiaxi had just walked out of the basement. He looked at the huge head and then back at Malin and Faye walking down the stairs. The half-sized boy thought for a moment and decided to bring a touch of optimism to his words, "I just took the time to use the restroom, and you’ve already killed that thing’s mother?"
"You really are a genius, that’s right." Faye finished speaking and rolled her eyes at her cousin, "You are the son of a Noble, how could you utter such rudely blunt words?"
"Hey, but what I said is true!" Jiaxi said as he pointed at the Magic Carpet held under his arm, "It took me five minutes to seal it, and when I came up, you were all heading down!"
Malin walked past him, patting his shoulder, "You should’ve said, ’In regard to the mothers of these guests from a different kind, who have just unfortunately departed from this world, I express my sincere sorrow. She was a good mother, always striving to protect her children, but in the end, she couldn’t escape the punishment that was solely hers. Fate is so cruel.’"
"I swear, the goddess herself would want to hit you for that," Jiaxi rolled his eyes at Malin, and then, after thinking, he decided to speak, "By the way, Malin, what are you planning to do with that head? Sell it to me, okay?"
Having reached the door, Malin stopped in his tracks, spreading his arms in an embrace around the girls beside him, "No, this is the first gift I offer to my ladies. There will be many more to come, but this is the first, the one with commemorative significance, so..."
Jiaxi raised his hand to indicate he understood Malin, "I get it, for this head, talking about money would hurt our feelings, right?"
"Right, but if you need the smaller ones, consider them a gift from me," Malin said as he turned around, "I’m going to start the car, we’ll wait for you in the car. Whether you decide to chop off the heads before you leave or leave them here, it’s up to you."
At that, Jiaxi glanced around. The police station was already burning so fiercely that it had become quite reckless. Finally, the adolescent boy opted to head quickly into the police station and follow Malin’s steps, "I’ll take your word for it, a dead ’different kind’ won’t grow legs and run away."
At those words, Malin turned his head and gave him a look—you haven’t seen a head running on its own legs yet.