"Hmm? Are you trying to get mad at your ally, Ronald?" Clementine asked. "You just threatened me earlier about the lands I bought and temporarily registered under your name, right? Aren't you just being moody after being stuck here for several days?"
"W-What?"
"Hah. Stupid."
When Clementine ended the communication line, the device in Ronald's hand is no longer blinking. The eldest son stares at it for a moment before he slowly looks back at his younger brother. Soon, a chuckle escapes from Clementine's lips seeing the dumbfounded look on Ronald's face.
"I had fun communicating with you, Ronald Dresvil. Sadly, this should also come to an end. Right?"
"Y-You... You are Emir?!"
Clementine did not say anything. He is just looking at Ronald with a smile on his face. But the eldest son takes his silence as a positive reply for him. Then if this bastard is really Emir, it only means Clementine played him in his hands for a long time already!
