It had already come to this point so why bother trying to deceive people? Loid knew – everyone knew, heck, all living creatures who had seen and met Sol knew —
He was different.
Not because he didn't have magic in him, but because there was.
And it was sleeping.
Too deep as though it preferred not to be noticed, not be discovered, not be touched, not be used.
"Let's drop the formalities now. Whoever you are, let me tell you a piece of kind advice," Loid said, his smile disappearing as he spoke in a serious manner, his tone cold but nonetheless honest. "That person isn't something you can take away. You can try, but you will regret it."
