It was like when the whole world suddenly decided to hate you because of a misunderstanding, and you were ready to just keel over because you'd rather be dead than explain yourself to your loved ones.
Then, out of nowhere, one of your buddies finally gets it and understands your pain, and now you're crying like a toddler who dropped their ice cream.
Kaisen didn't know why Maximus was crying like a soap opera star, but he could guess.
The guy was probably doing this unwillingly, and now someone understood him and his pain.
But did Kaisen enjoy watching a grown man bawl his eyes out? Not exactly.
Where he came from, if you were a man, you shut up and did whatever it took to survive—murder, robbery, you name it.
If you got caught, you were as good as dead. And on the off chance you ended up in jail, well, that was practically a luxury compared to street life.
"Er... stop crying. I'll just end this mess in a moment, and we can all discuss this later, after I clap that woman's cheeks," Kaisen said, earning a scowl from Sable. Clap her cheeks—she knew exactly what that meant, and besides, even though Vhalla looked like a young woman, she was at least 7,000 years old.
"No, no, not that clapping. I mean literally beating the living daylights out of her."
Kaisen quickly corrected himself, scratching his neck and avoiding the incredulous looks the knights were giving him.
Seriously, who talks about clapping cheeks in the middle of an emotionally charged battle?
It was like suggesting a dance-off during a funeral.
"An-anyway, I'll be right back. Ha, ha, ha."
Kaisen was just getting more and more embarrassed by the second. This man did not know how to navigate emotions other than lust.
Heck, he didn't even know how to navigate lust properly. His life experiences hadn't exactly prepared him for handling these types of emotions. It was diabolical.
He laughed awkwardly when someone spoke emotionally, smiled like an idiot when someone cried, and wouldn't know how to console a crying baby if his life depended on it.
So, being here in the middle of these knights, who were clearly more in touch with their feelings, was beyond awkward for him.
For anyone else, it might have seemed like she had instantly teleported, but for Kaisen, he had seen all her movements.
From the way her ass cheeks clenched for her to stand up, to the complete jiggle of her breasts while she got to her feet.
Every single detail was noted, and now, he was drooling like a dog staring at a juicy steak.
He wanted to jump her bones right now but held back, knowing there was a time and place for everything.
He glanced back and saw Maximus on the ground, crying like a baby, while Sable was slapping the hell out of him.
"Looks like they've patched things up," he mused. "But it seems she's going to make him her servant."
Indeed, that was true. Though Sable wasn't actively trying to kill Maximus, she hadn't fully forgiven him either.
This was the second time he had betrayed her trust, and it would be a long time before he could earn it back.
The dude had joined the ranks of the knights just to gather news from the palace. His love for Sable was genuine, but he had never disclosed his secrets to her.
For years, he deceived Sable, and she wasn't going to let this slide.
"Looks like he needs to be punished. And what better way than making him watch his beloved fiancée get fucked by another man while denying him the pleasure of jerking off?"
Kaisen suddenly appeared near the duo, grinning like a fool. Sable slapped Maximus's face again for what he did, then looked at Kaisen.
"Yes, we should. Totally. Let this bastard be tied up and make him watch us fuck like rabbits."
Sable declared, delivering another stinging slap to Maximus's face, her hand practically auditioning for the role of a fly swatter.
Kaisen chuckled, finding the whole situation as amusing as a cat playing with a laser pointer.
Then suddenly, he received a system message that sent him into a mental dance of happiness.
[Main Quest: Defile the Second Light bearer]
[Reward: Devil Tongue upgraded to Hypnotic Voice]