Elliot’s Disciple
"This might be a bad idea," Conan said while seated on Princess Aila's shoulder.
"I agree, this is a very bad idea," Chloee commented as she bit into a chocolate bar. "Taking her out is like taking a weapon of mass destruction. I can't do this with good conscience. I don't want to dirty my hands with the deaths of the innocent."
Princess Aila remained silent as she sat quietly on her chair. After finding out who the owner of the voice was, she felt as if she was making a deal with the devil.
Elliot, who was seated beside Chloee on the table, had his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were closed as if he was in deep meditation.
An awkward silence descended inside the room as the four of them stopped talking. Only the chewing sounds coming from Chloee could be heard from time to time.
"All of you are thinking too much. It is going to be just fine~"
Chloee snorted as she raised her chocolate bar towards the ceiling of the room.