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"Your name was… Blake the Summoner, right?" the King of the Elves asked with a rather uninterested and bored expression.
"Despite seeing his entire country burn, is that the expression of a desperate King?" Blake thought, his red eyes growing sharper. "Your majesty, I can't help but notice your face full of indifference, is this a trait of yours?"
"…What?" the King asked, his eyes slightly widening.
Finally, there was some emotions on his eyes.
"Your country is burning, and I've come to help you, is this the tone you should use with your future savior?" Blake asked again.
"You dare…!"
"Oi, who do you think you are?!"
"Go back on your words right now!"
"Restrain him!"
The guards surrounding the throne room rushed towards Blake.
A mere glance from Blake and an invisible force suddenly stopped their movements.
Elfriedden, his mother, and his little brother were all watching the scene in disbelief.
