Speak of The Devil!

Villain Ch 1346. Speak of The Devil!

The warm glow of the tavern in Ront City cast a cozy light over the group, the crackle of the fireplace mixing with the faint hum of chatter from other patrons. Elio sat at the corner table, swirling his mug of ale absentmindedly. Across from him, Gil leaned back in his chair, looking smug, while Red_King and MasterCraft eyed him with curiosity. Father^Alex sipped quietly from his own mug, his eyes darting between the group like a nervous spectator.

"Alright, Gil," Red_King began, his voice laced with mock accusation. "Spill it. What were you doing at the event yesterday? You're not even the winners."

Gil grinned, folding his arms. "What? Can't a guy show up to support his friends?"

MasterCraft raised an eyebrow. "Support? Or were you just there for the free food and drinks?"

The table chuckled, but Elio stayed silent, his thoughts clearly elsewhere.