As soon as my gaze landed on Inferinos, she was the first to speak.
“First, I suppose I should congratulate you for completing your mission and returning safely. Care for a cup of tea?”
“No, thanks.”
I pushed aside the teacup that had been set out for me. Knowing how that “flower tea” was made, I had absolutely no desire to drink it.
Inferinos, as if she had expected this, simply smiled, then leaned her upper body straight against the chair back.
In an arrogant posture—fingers laced together and chin raised—she spoke.
“Report on the results of your reconnaissance.”
It was an imperious order, befitting a Demon Lord. In turn, I had to respond with equal care.
I crossed my legs and tilted my chin up in the same manner.
“I’ll tell you.”
My eyes and Inferinos’s collided in midair. Holding that gaze, I gave my report.
“The building Carpeios is constructing is called Chaos Sinreung.”
No sooner had I…
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