Getting Arix Back

Seeing Elio's nearly fainting expression, Drexel remembered his own reaction when he first found out. He had nearly grabbed a weapon and stormed the Empire of Sacred Moonlight himself. So, he fully understood what Elio was going through right now.

But this was a deeply personal matter involving his sister, and Drexel couldn't reveal too much. He awkwardly rubbed his nose and muttered, "They're in love. What could we do about it?"

"Love my foot! Drexel, I'm realizing just how utterly useless you are! Couldn't you have done something to sabotage this?" Elio snapped, clearly frustrated.

"Sabotage?" Drexel looked at Elio in horror. "I'm not some kind of villain or a meddling side character—why would I want to wreck my sister's future?"

"If you don't do something soon, it'll be too late! Or do you actually plan to let your sister marry into the Empire?" Elio's face twisted in anguish, like this was more his problem than anyone else's.