Daru was about to do his best to violently struggle when a familiar, sweet voice — as soothing as honey — chirped with a hint of regret.
"And a silver angel descends from the heavens to save the handsome devil. A pity that this princess's wings aren't really silver. The narrative could've been perfect like my gorgeous face…"
Still, he instinctively turned.
"E-Elara? How did you get a wing? Is that your Sword Skill?" he asked in awe and wonder.
'What a convenient ability…'
Just when a bit of envy was creeping in, Elara clarified:
"Gods, no! Had this been my ability, the wings would've been a tasteful silver, too. This is just a consumable item I got from killing that Robari from earlier, which is why the wings are so unattractive. Please do not judge this princess's aesthetics."
Daru was rather flabbergasted at how she managed to steer the conversation in such a direction, but he was a bit disappointed.
Perhaps he could've tried copying it if it were a Sword Skill.
