It's no wonder everyone else always threw anything that couldn't be solved with brute force over to Sebastian.
Honestly, that seemed like the happiest way to live!
Anos broke into a pleased smile.
Having finished stoking the flames, Illiya quietly returned to being the silent decorative flower-vase background wall.
He said nothing, reduced his presence, and did his best to make everyone forget he was even there.
As this background-wall-elf resumed quietly observing his surroundings, he happened to glance sideways—and saw the Demon King beside him suddenly grinning for no reason, the expression on his face slightly twisted.
Even catching a glimpse of it gave Illiya the chills, as if a cold wind had swept past.
Who could possibly guess what terrifying, perhaps even bizarre thoughts were running through Anos's mind at that moment?
Either way, the elf knew absolutely nothing.
Yes, nothing at all.
In short, whatever it was, it definitely wasn't his fault.
