The Elf Camp must be quite satisfied with this situation, but more importantly—
"Is it time to make a formal entrance?"
Roland maintained a calm façade, while Li Lin continued to wear an elegant smile.
The consortium had always subtly controlled the political balance of Charlemagne, employing the strategy of pitting two against one, but now they stood back and watched several factions tear at each other. This could only prove one thing: Alfheim was about to step in and put an end to everything.
"It's a necessary step."
Li Lin shrugged and changed the subject.
"Speaking of which, Princess has been visiting you a lot more than before."
"Uh… seems like it."
"When she gives you treatments, she waits outside, and even stays by your side while you're unconscious from the anesthesia after the surgery."
"Is… is that so?"
"Oh my…"
Li Lin spread his hands, gazing at Roland's blushing face.
