Soon enough, despair spread across their faces.
They were afraid.
I couldn't really blame them.
Honestly, I understood that feeling better than anyone. The first time I met Velra, my legs nearly gave out on the spot.
Still… that was ancient history now.
I wasn't afraid of her anymore.
Really. I wasn't.
…Probably.
Ahem.
Anyway—if I didn't step in here, everyone in this room was going to die. And that would make things extremely inconvenient for me later.
Standing beside Velra, I casually stepped forward and tossed a lifeline toward the thieves' guild members who were frozen in place.
"It seems you've tested us enough," I said calmly. "We've proven we're not some amateur nobles playing dress-up, so let's move on and actually do business."
A few of them flinched at my tone.
"Stop running around between the assassin guild and the mercenary guild," I continued. "It's inefficient, and frankly, unnecessary. Let's just take what we both want."
