On a long table of King Loki's castle, various types of meals could be seen from the end to its rear. While the four demons who accompanied Cyrus were busy lavishing the meal.
Cy was sitting and staring at Loki who wouldn't stop staring back at him. Constantly, Loki would switch his eyes between Cyrus and Sylvia.
After some few stares, he abruptly formed a question from thin air. "Do you guys know each other?"
"Yes, King Loki," said Sylvia.
Loki's eyes widened in joy as he asked another abrupt, yet stupid question. "Do you guys love each other?"
Cyrus stared at Sylvia; the girl quickly drove her eyes away from his. "No, Cyrus is just here because of Demon King Barnas."
"Ha, oh yes, almost forgot. So how do I know he's not some weakling?" Loki said that and leaned forward towards Cyrus.
"I get the feeling he's a bad guy, a terrible one that kills a lot."
