Bitter Attitude [2]

Elizabeth was stunned by the scene, but she also took pace and began running after the stranger behind Oliviér.

The scene was quite pathetic as the strange boy was easily caught from the back of his neck by Oliviér who had a resting expression on his face.

"My commoners these days are quite audacious, forcing a noble man to run after you….. I should snap your neck right now." Oliviér said, the boy gasped upon seeing a small shine of viciousness in his golden-red eyes.

The boy was very young. Much younger than even Elizabeth, perhaps ranging upon the age of an adolescent. His skin was caked with dirt and all sorts of nonentities colored black or brown, almost making his face unrecognizable.

Of course even though the boy was trembling in the grasp of Oliviér for fear of his life, Oliviér didn't have plans of killing him…. Yet.

The sound of heavy breathing from behind him made Oliviér sigh. Elizabeth, who had finally caught up, was clutching her knees, and prostrating in a bent motion wh