Moronic

"They'll never believe a little mortal like me was the reason their shipment was stolen. Whoever they're searching for doesn't exist while I'm right here. Plus, it's not like they'll ask a little weakling like me to fight, right? And, even if they thought I wasn't weak, I'm an alchemist. Who's ever heard of an alchemist going to the battlefield?"

Seeing that Dyon really planned to push all responsibility away from himself, the two beauties began to feel a bit bad for Zaneta City. 

At that moment, a knock came from Dyon's door. 

Raising an eyebrow, Dyon snapped his fingers, creating a one-way concealment array that blocked Saru and Lilith from view. This sort of sight way something he'd only allow his own eyes to lay upon. Anyone else could forget it. 

Dyon's action, however, made Saru and Lilith blush even more profusely. It seemed that Dyon really had noticed the state of their dress. 

"Yes?"