"Snap!"
The teacup gently landed on the table. Roland, taking on the persona of a storyteller, surveyed the room and slowly said:
"Why do I proactively challenge? The reason is simple: for the glory of Her Majesty the Empress!"
At this moment, the audience in front of Roland consisted of only two people, Sif and Lisa.
Last night, Roland evaded their questions, claiming exhaustion and the need to rest, but he knew he couldn't escape today.
Since there was no avoiding it, he didn't want to tell the story twice, so he decided to provide Sif with a live storytelling performance.
He had already crafted the story perfectly last night.
Flawless.
However, Lisa and Sif were not buying it.
Upon hearing Roland's opening statement, both women stared at him and said in unison:
"No lying!"
Roland shrugged, lifting his hands in a mock salute.
"As you wish, ladies!"
