Iolathane did not wish to spare sympathy for someone who she did not like beforehand, but it was hard to ignore the flicker of pain in Lukas' expression.
Her father, Idris Durand, must have also noticed it and sighed deeply.
"They wish to be anonymous. I think that is something that I will try to respect when I inform the Overlord about this, but I will let you know that even if we try to say this to the others in the body of authorities—they will not be satisfied with this answer and will try to seek out their own answers, Lukas."
"I am aware of that, though I'd reckon it's best for you guys to advise them against that." Lukas grinned. "I'm not saying this to scare you guys, but it's for the benefit of everyone who wishes to be involved."
Iolathane's gaze narrowed on the man. She had been about to have some ounce of emotions towards him, but he quickly flipped the switch with an arrogant demeanor.
It was clear that he was trying to threaten them.
