His chest pounded with excitement, beating so loudly it nearly betrayed him.
He forced himself to suppress it, straining to keep a frown of composure on his face.
"But what of Shiao Yi's own will?" Jircniv asked. "He is not an object. If he refuses, then even for Dalmasca it would be difficult to employ him."
"Nonsense," Gabrant replied at once. "If it is for saving Dominic's life, that boy will certainly agree. He is a straightforward one. Honestly, if Dominic had not gone on with that nonsense about making him a partner, I could have raised him to some proper rank myself."
The black smile Gabrant wore sent a chill straight down Jircniv's spine, making him recall all the countless achievements this man had won on the battlefield.
Gabrant was known as the merciless demon general when he stood at the frontlines, a name that made entire armies tremble.
