He had actually caught Yaguk Theocracy's knight order meeting with the Fallen Demons. What a rare and delightful surprise for an elf.
Now, even if Yaguk Theocracy wanted to betray them on the day of the war, they wouldn't be able to.
That single discovery had nailed them right onto the pillar of shame.
With such irrefutable evidence in his hands, Drow could finally breathe easy.
All he had to do next was protect Illiya on the day of the war.
Illiya noticed that the dark elf standing in front of him had calmed down considerably. His expression had returned to its usual blank slate, his pitch-black eyes devoid of emotion, his mouth drawn into a straight, tight line. He looked like a sculpture without feelings.
But to Illiya, this was the familiar look of the dark elf he knew. Even if this particular dark elf was his soul-bonded partner, unless someone was actively teasing him, he rarely showed any visible emotion.
