I was just saying how cheesy he was. The only reason I’d get killed is bc I was laughing too hard and couldn’t run or defend myself properly, from being bent over, older my stomach, from laughing entirely too hard. Actually, that’s how I’d probably die—not from him killing me, but from me laughing at his cheesy ass.
I’m legit wondering what the Author was smoking writing Chapter 7.

+ Hostile and having a big fucking headed-ass forehead with a somewhat bowl-hair haircut looking-ass medieval monk. Id rather kill myself then die from an embarrassment of a killer