The girl was clearly shy and frightened, and she tightly closed her eyes.
Seeing this, Jared's frown deepened as he spoke. “How could you, a monk, do such a shameless thing? You deserve to die!”
Alef laughed and replied, “So what if I'm a monk? I practice Blissful Ritual. I can't go a day without a woman.”
He continued, “You, a puny Fifth Level Martial Arts Saint, dare to cause trouble at Kusch Monastery. Are you tired of living?” Alef guffawed and didn't take Jared's criticism seriously.
“Master Alef, don't waste your breath. Just kill him,” Sherman urged Alef.
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