Milo and Miriam were sitting on the crown of a large tree where the dense branches broke their shapes in the night.
“Here, have some.” Milo took out a piece of chocolate from the palace and handed it to Miriam. “I don’t think there’s actually that many barbarians here in Mt. Dashi. It’ll only be a matter of time before P5092 and his men wipe them out.”
“Mhm.” Miriam took the chocolate from him and had a bite. “What do you plan to do next? These barbarians look like they enjoy sneaking up on others. They seem very cunning. We had better not drop our guard in case we die here.”
“They aren’t cunning.” Milo shook his head. “Perhaps you haven’t had much contact with these types of people before, but I can sense a familiar aura from them... It’s the aura of a hunter. They’re just like felines who’ll instinctively launch a sneak attack on you when you have your back turned to them. They won’t even consider if their sneak attacks will succeed or not.”
It was because the northern barbarians were instinctive hunters that they so often sneaked up on others.
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