David’s Thoughts

David Thancreed walked out of one of the meeting rooms of the Barthmont Palace, closing the door behind him and heaving a light sigh as he leaned back on it.

He wore a simple brown shirt that matched his eye colours, black jeans and leather boots to match. On both his arms, he had artifact bracelets that shone with the brilliance of high-quality magic power.

Running a hand through his hair, he began making his way down the corridor, with numerous thoughts on his mind.

The moment he reached an intersection, the two ears reminiscent of a lion's that sat atop his head twitched slightly.

"Who is it?"

He turned his head slightly to glance at the corridor on his right, silently circulating his aura throughout his body as he narrowed his eyes in suspicion.

However, when he saw who it was that emerged from behind the pillar in the middle of the hallway, he lowered his guard and gave a light smile before speaking.

"So, it was you, elder sister."