“I need to know what exactly these chivalrous bounty hunters have done and how they were framed,” Milo said.
“Actually, the upper class knew full well that those bounty hunters were truly chivalrous.” Melgor said with a laugh, “At that time, many children dreamed of growing up to be chivalrous heroes like them. Some of them made shoddy crossbows out of wood for themselves and tied them on their arms.”
“Did you try that as well?” Milo asked.
“Yes,” Melgor said.
“Why would you tie a crossbow on your arm? To shoot frogs?” Milo snapped.
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