Ilschevar is about to open his mouth when I raise my hand, stopping him from saying whatever he was about to say. I bet he was going to play dumb and ask what my purpose for coming here was.
"Let's cut to the chase. I know you know what I am going to talk about."
Quirking an eyebrow lightly, Ilschevar faintly smiles. "Impatient, aren't we?"
"Unlike you, I am a busy person after all," I quip back, earning a chuckle from the Demon King. "I only need a Legion to support me in the upcoming battle."
Ilschevar loses his smile as a frown comes to his face. He looks at me as if asking if I am sure of what I said. He must have expected me to ask what he would do with the upcoming battle in Lysimork. My straightforward request for a Legion to help must have caught him off guard.
