"Thank you all for giving me so much face just now."
Nix looked at the three of them with an ingratiating grin. "Rest assured, I, Nix, will remember this favor. We're all good brothers! In the future, if any of you ever need my help with anything, just say the word."
Patting his chest, Nix guaranteed, "Even if it means climbing a mountain of daggers or plunging into a sea of flames, I, Nix, will never refuse!"
Leaning against a stone, Xarion spoke up in his usual listless, exhausted tone, "No need for you to climb mountains of daggers or plunge into seas of flames. In the future, if you need muscle, go find Aren and Jasper. Just don't look for me."
He was genuinely worried that if he actually made a move, he might accidentally end up killing someone.
Jasper added, "I haven't reached the 11th rank yet, so there might be some opponents I can't beat. It's better if you ask Aren."
Nix turned his gaze toward Aren.
Aren: "…"
