Thank God

"God... look at him," Aries muttered, clicking her tongue while gazing at the pitiful Conan. She then glanced up at Isaiah, letting out a shallow breath. 

"Your Grace, can you lend me a dagger?" she inquired, opening her palms calmly. 

"!!!!"

Conan's already dilated eyes widened, even more, when Isaiah handed her a dagger, no question asked. His complexion instantly turned pale as his breathing hitched. When Aries smirked, his eyes shook while darting it between her and the dagger in her hands. 

"Thank you, Your Grace," she expressed, narrowing her eyes until they were partially closed. As she moved the dagger towards Conan, the latter let out a louder yet muffled scream as he wiggled on the dusty ground like a worm. 

Aries shook her head as she sighed. She never thought she would ever see Conan this pathetic. After all, he was still Abel's legal advisor and he might act like a clown, but he still held power in this empire.