"I guess the minions of the Mother of Demons have shown some special signs, signs that have deeply unsettled you, and despite your reluctance to admit it, the fear of the unknown has struck a blow to your confidence. Being already at a disadvantage in terms of power, any slight mishap could lead to catastrophic consequences, hence, even though you are aware of Elothysia's character, you still wish for her to undertake this perilous mission."
The Elf Prince gaped at the Human Knight, speechless for a long moment.
"Judging by your expression, I think I've hit the mark," Lancelot leaned back on the sofa, lifting his wine glass to his lips.
