"Unlike you."
After finishing, the Elf King's eyes flashed with another glint of disdain.
Sebastian saw it clearly. That single look made him flare up like a firecracker.
You son of a—!
"Spare me your crap," Sebastian snapped. "As if Illiya would stay here and catch you. Please. If he saw you here, he'd figure out half of what's going on. I'd love to see how you plan to explain everything. It's not like I don't know what kind of person you are."
"I really don't get you. You ask me to handle all the uncertain variables, and then you go and make things even more complicated for your own kin. For what? Is this what it means to be the leader of the elven race? Look at us, at least we don't mess with the Demon King like that."
"There's absolutely no need to go through all this trouble. All we had to do was—"
