Grand Banquet (9)
"It's you…" Arthur muttered, gazing at Gary with widened eyes. The latter's demeanor was casual, as if this sort of thing was a natural occurrence. His halberd was proudly clutched between his fingers.
"Of course, it's me," Gary replied, lowering his halberd. He then displayed his back, leaving him vulnerable. However, Arthur and Jake knew better than ever that it was simply a tactic to force them to attack.
Gary, instead of attacking, approached Athanasia's wooden desk, glancing at the documents spread across its top. Without hesitation, he sat atop the chair behind the desk before retrieving an object from the inside.
Then, he extended his arm, displaying the object. It was a purple, diamond-shaped fragment.
"Is this what you want?" Gary asked, tilting his head before cracking a smile. Jake glanced at Arthur at that moment before clicking his tongue. It seemed the crimson-eyed man truly wished for that object.