When he returned to the tavern, Chart still couldn't make up his mind.
He didn't know whether he should go to the imperial palace or not. Although he had promised Olan, he wasn't ready for it.
However, when he thought of Olan's appearance, he would think of Dillia's shyness and cuteness. A strange feeling arose in his heart, and then his face flushed slightly. He felt that his thoughts had become eviler recently, and he began to think of something messy.
"Hey, Chart, what are you thinking about?"
At this time, a voice suddenly came into Chart's ears, waking him up from his fantasy. He then looked up and saw Carlos looking at him with a smile.
"Uh... Nothing."
Hearing Carlos's voice, a tinge of embarrassment flashed across Chart's face. Then he shook his head and said.
"Ha-ha, you're lying. Look at you. You almost laughed out just now. Are you thinking of something?"
Carlos teased Chart with a smile, as if she knew him very well.