"You are quite the adaptable one."
Antra commented as a cup of coffee appeared before us.
Glancing at the cup once, I didn't hesitate, as my mouth closed in on the cup, taking the first sip.
Bitter.
It wasn't the best coffee out there, but it was good enough.
"If you aren't trying to kill me, then I feel there being no need to fear you. Perception changes everything, you know?"
"Perception, huh."
Antra repeated my words as he took another sip from the cup.
"Just asking, but are my men—"
"They are safe. Before leaving, I had informed Dimitri about having a little chat with you, and I feel the guy isn't foolish enough to ruin the peace between us. He would never want you to die, would he now?"
Antra was strong.
That much was clearly visible from his lack of fear towards Arthur. But the interesting thing was Antra's ability to be able to bring me here, without being interfered with by Arthur.
