Inferno [2]

[Waylan's mansion]

"Ugh."

Slumping down on a large sofa, Waylan let out a pained groan. 

"That actually hurt."

"Don't be so overly dramatic."

Douglas replied with a slight smile, sitting on the seat opposite to him.

"If you act like that, no one will believe you." 

"You think? And here I thought I was convincing enough. Gotta say acting is quite hard, eh?" 

"I really think that your acting was fine, though." Douglas chuckled from the side.

"I swear that I will kill you! Your scream was so loud that even I could hear it. Stellar acting, Waylan," He added.

"Maybe I was just too into it. After all, you don't often get fun chances like this." Waylan smiled wryly.

"There was nothing funny about what happened. It was very risky, and even you could've died," Douglas chided.

Giving Douglas a look, Waylan spat.

"As if…"

From the very beginning, he had never been poisoned.