A small smile drew on Nicholai's lips as an answer. For some reason, he could read something in the words of this centaur. Were the hills that boring these days that the chief of the centaurs decided to pick a game to play with him? Still, if that thing expressed a workable idea for Dwight to explore, then…
It's just that Madeleine glowered at the chief. "What are you doing, you talking horse? Are you mocking Nicholai? Are you asking for your hills to shoot up in flames?"
"Not quite. I am just satisfied with what I saw." Griswold laughed out as he downplayed the stunt he was trying to pull. However, he caught the glares given to him by everyone at the table. Even the supposed docile Road was glaring at him as if the golem was angry that Griswold was planning to withhold information to save such a brave thing.
