"Prince Bialaer, I don't need you to remind me but you tested on my patience."
"Princess, please calm down. Joochan hyeong might pass this danger... I guess..." said Minsook, his voice doesn't sound so sure.
"You don't understand. Soulling is a very famous minotaur. Around almost one hundred years ago, he alone attacked a village and killed more than 50 souls just for him having party with the human flesh. Now you know why I'm worried? Joochan is alone, he can't fight. And this person," everyone can see fire in Sungmi's eyes as she points at Prince Bialaer with her morning star, "tricks us to let Joochan go there alone. Are you sacrificing him in exchange for the Elves' safety?"
"Watch your mouth and act, Prince Sungmi. The elves aren't scared of the minotaurs," replied Prince Bialaer, now his voice doesn't sound that calm anymore.
The tense is getting higher, Myungwoo thought.
"The history can't prove your words, Prince Bialaer."
"Don't talk about history!"
"No no, please. Please don't fight," begged Kichul who was standing in the middle of them.
"There will be blood shed here," said Sungmi, her voice sounding trembling but sharp at the same time, "if Joochan is killed."
"Maybe there will be no one's blood shed tonight," said Myungwoo, his voice sounding so calm, "Joochan won and he healed one more creature."
Myungwoo pointed to the crystal ball, which just changed into transparent color again, just a minute ago. Joochan miraculously wins over Soulling?
