469 Concert [3]

"Emma Courtney Roshfield..." 

The temperature of the room chilled considerably, as Oliver sat up straight. 

Propping his elbow on his desk and covering the tip of his mouth with his finger, he coldly asked. 

"Repeat the words that you've just said." 

"I want to enter 'The fallen pit' dungeon." 

Emma repeated with a resolute look on her face. 

Despite being subjected to her father's enormous presence, not once did she leave her sight away from him. 

Her decision was made and no one could change her mind. 

Being her father, Olivier naturally knew just how stubborn his daughter was. 

Therefore, he didn't try to change her mind. He simply wanted to understand why she would make such a request. 

"Tell me why." 

Leaning back on his chair, he crossed his arms. 

"Tell me exactly why you want to enter that dungeon." 

Staring at her father, Emma bit her lips as her eyes flashed with sadness.