Skirmish (1)

Angele closed his eyes and grunted after a while. The room was silent. The only noise was made by the waves. Velvet, who was nearby, waited for Angele to talk. She stared at Angele nervously, not knowing whether to ask again or not.

"How’s Yuri? You disembarked the ship together with him, right? I think he went to the White Tooth Castle," Angele suddenly questioned.

"Yes, but I haven’t talked to him in a while," Velvet responded right away.

"But I heard he went to the border with a team of Wizard apprentices."

Angele nodded in response. He opened his eyes and looked at Velvet without any expression.

"Sorry, I can’t take you in as my servant," he replied in a light tone.

After finishing his words, Angele saw the change in Velvet’s eyes, which was now filled with despair instead. Her flustered face had gone pale within seconds.

"Is that your final answer…?" Velvet was trembling, and her voice shaky.

"I apologize." Angele shook his head.